ok but like…….. ignoring how lore works for a moment. stay with me. in my singing monsters. imagine the life of the monsters works like how you play the game.
imagine. being a monster in that mess.
your essence(?) gets bought in a market and then you pop from an egg. fully adult. and you Sing. forever unless sometimes God makes you shut the fuck up.
and sometimes you only start to exist after a while (cause the player needs to reach a certain level to even get to you.)
imagine being a MAGICAL monster.
you’re sitting peacefully at level four-ish. you grew up once. then suddenly god stuffs you with food. a ton of it. then you grow a LOT. and then. you’re in space. you became a butterfly and now you’re in space, popping out of a tiny blue sphere.
imagine being RARE. FUCKING. WUBBOX. i will not elaborate.













