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The bedmonster looked around cautiously, sniffing the air around him for any other scents. He found none. Only this strange scent coming from the glowing crack in the cliff wall. He slowly approached it, his claws out, ready for anything. He snarled a bit, even though he knew it would do nothing to a crevice. More like instinctual reaction to anything foreign. The crevice glowed stronger as he approached, and he slowly entered the crack. After his entire body was through, his head was met with something hard above. Thud! He growled and squirmed around, making quite a mess, before realizing he was in a small room. He immediately retreated into

The air was thick and sky was dark, clouds slowly swirling in a vortex of gray smoke. No matter where you looked, it was dark. It was burnt. It was terrible and dangerous and harsh and unforgiving. It was home. At least, it was home for the bedmonsters that claimed it. This particular monster stood outside of his nest that sat at the top of a cliff, giving a view over the land that is called Underbed. To those above, these beings were only myths and fairy tales used to scare little children, remaining ignorant to the terrible place that really exist. The danger of this world was not known to many in the other planes. But to those that inhabit