ByEdward Horan, writer at

I... am the Gmork. Maybe you've heard of me.

The way it works is, and maybe you know this, there are the humans, and there's the Fantasticans, like the rockbiters or whatever, and then there's the rest of us. We don't have a world or anything, so we have to piggyback off the other worlds. You know, I can be human if I need to be, or otherwise. Maybe you know that, too.

I don't know how, why, or if I was born. I've been around for a while. I don't remember. I've lived in the human world for a while, and then sometimes I'm here. I'm usually a wolf when I'm here. I like it.

Actually, you might know me from one of my times in the human world. I was a bit famous for a while. Looked a bit like an idiot, but there you go. I had a whole country to run. Adolf, my name was. Don't remember my surname.

Anyway, eventually a group of... identities (I'd tell you who and what they were, but then I'd have to kill you, heh heh) came to talk to me. See, like I said, I'm old. You know? I've been around. Seen the worlds. Both, which is rare-there's not many of us left. Soon it'll just be humans and Fantasticans. Ugh. Anyway, they came to see me, and they wanted some help.

I wasn't interested. Then they convinced me. Let's not discuss that.

They used me for local knowledge. Reconnaissance. And occasionally, I'd assassinate some guy they thought could stop their big old superweapon-the Nothing, they called it. And that's what it was. Nothing. Although... it actually did look like something, come to think of it. I don't know. I didn't ask.

Then one day they had me hunt down this kid Atreyu, and he killed me.

But maybe you know that part as well.


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