
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
Behold, the Veilbound Guardian, birthed from humanity's collective cryptid thirst. This ethereal entity emerged to keep the realms of myth and reality separate, lest we end up in a Stranger Things sitch. Its form shifts with the legends, a cosmic inside joke that the Guardian is in on. Spooky, right? 👻
The Veilbound Guardian watched Darin Hamblin from the mists between worlds, sensing his 946-rated arm. "This mortal has hurled plastic with adequate mediocrity," it whispered to the cosmos. With a cryptid sneeze, the tag materialized in Darin's bag during a particularly average upshot. Will he guard the veil, or just guard his par? The multiverse shrugs.