The Emissary
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Last published Wed, May 11, 2022
The Dryad's face scrunched up.
"No, it's different with uniforms. Are you the Wall of Flesh?"
He paused, turning the question over in his mind. He knew she knew he was. She knew everything about Terraria; it was why they got along so well... So there must have been some ulterior motive behind it. Some sort of conclusion she was pushing him towards.
"Of course. But I'm also the Guide."
~[VERY VERY TEMPORARY COVER. ART BY SHARTOUTART ON TUMBLR.]~
The Guide- or, more accurately, the Wall of Flesh- began his time on the surface world of Terraria with two directives: Find the Hero. Put them on the right path to defeating him in the Underworld. Everything else was just supplementary, because at that point they'd be advanced enough to ascertain how to kill the Moon Lord themselves.
When the Hero successfully vanquishes him, he expects to return to his Underworld form, governing Hell's demons like he always had-except he doesn't.
Instead, he comes back as The Emissary; and is forced to grapple further with the attachment he has to them, the struggle of reconciling with the other NPCs in the aftermath, and the realization that being human has a steep learning curve.
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