On a January evening in early 2021, Gremplin scurried through dark vents and damp pipes after making two wrong turns back home to the depths of his hole.

On a January evening in early 2021, Gremplin scurried through dark vents and damp pipes after making two wrong turns back home to the depths of his hole. When he finally surfaced, trapped in the chaotic energy of the metaverse, he scrambled to keep pace.

He crafted spinning boxes to fit in with the crowd, and drew rotating residents of his homeland to help people understand where he’s from.
Eventually, he took to drawing residents of this new land to pass the time. Finally feeling at home, he began to seek out ways to help build in this place. He’s just doing what he’s always done - drawing residents of lands, be they Nouns or Toadz - just trying to find his way back to his hole.

On a January evening in early 2021, Gremplin scurried through dark vents and damp pipes after making two wrong turns back home to the depths of his hole. When he finally surfaced, trapped in the chaotic energy of the metaverse, he scrambled to keep pace.

On a January evening in early 2021, Gremplin scurried through dark vents and damp pipes after making two wrong turns back home to the depths of his hole.