**In a not-too-distant future, nature is indelibly scarred by pestilence, pollution and nuclear war. As the air thickens and the oceans boil, humanity’s collapse leaves biological oddities known only as Little Creeps to inherit the Earth. Only 300 have been catalogued and will be released back into the world as NFTs.**

Little Creeps

**Hush and you will hear a quiet cooing in the corner,**  
**Where Razodash is muttering just waiting for the coroner.**  
**He tells his tales of Doomsday when the world burned bright as welders;**  
**This old coot's not a nincompoop—good Creeps respect their Elders.**

Little Creeps #130: Razodash

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