The Anomaly

A night four hundred years ago. Seeds.

Once upon a time, a hateful creature sought to bring the end of all things to a planet that had forsaken it.


Four hundred years ago, on a nameless town, a witch resurrected the corpse of a man hanged to death for his crimes against decency.
This it's not their story.

But before the monster finally drew his last breath he managed to bring something from the deep, cold corners outside of what most sane creatures call reality.

Where probabilities fight among themselves. Apex predators rise.

Flip a coin.
What do you get?
50/50?
What if the coin lands on it's side?
What if a bird eats it?
What you get its 48/48/1/1.
That last 1, that terrible odd.
A thousand improbabilities lay there, cramped, screaming.
Pushed together by the pressure of existence.
But pressure has a way of galvanizing things.
And over millennia, an untold number of improbably weird things, under a pressure that could split a sun.
Created something.
A place. Outside of the rules of normality.
The Terrible Places.
Where improbabilities fight amongst themselves for a spot atop the food chain.

The Rogue Ambassador

The terrible places hunger.
And hunger for worlds.
And to bring such feast to them they send Ambassadors.
Creatures who had clawed their way to the top of the food chain get sent across the endles hair-thin wall of existance towards a new playground, taking the form of a native life form.
Charming or violent.
Brutal or poetic.
They adapt to be what they need to be in order to poison the minds around them.
Get too many minds doubting what is real..and reality suddenly doesn't have that much power.
And then a door opens.

But one world got lucky.
It's Ambassador was.. defective.
It fell in love with pleasure. Drinks. Food. Lust. Laughter. Chocolate cake.
All the things the Places lacked..and so, he turned his back on his purpose and decided to live his way.
The weird way.