Smacistrh Yrmre

Name: has been called both ‘Sualc Atnas’ and ‘Elgnirk’sirk’, and most recently in modern memory ‘Anti-Santa’

Species: Smacistrh, a mind-bending reality-warping essence of antithesis spawned directly from the formless murk of The Nameless Mist

Height: ever-changing height in sickening waves and undulations seeming to be constantly growing and shrinking simultaneously.

Age: shrouded in an unfathomably ageless haze that defies and bends the concept of time itself.

Hair: pale gray appears to be a roiling mass of wispy curling smoke or writhing worms in an ever-wriggling mass incomprehensibly each and neither at once.

Eyes: twin windows that both see and show a glimpse into the inexorable soul of the void itself, a grand nothingness which once gazed into cannot be escaped.

Features: a constantly shifting beard of the same ever-changing shape and inconsistent consistency as its hair, two dripping arms of writhing red fuzz trimmed by a noxious bloom of furry fungal ooze, hands of mucous encrusted claws that melt gelatinous slime, what appears to be a flopping hat of the same writhing red fuzz as make up the arms also trimmed with the same noxious bloom of furry fungal ooze and tipped with a round ball of the same, mouthless though somehow still its voice emanates from where one would by sanity be expected to sit.

Personality: driven by an insatiable hunger for what is forgotten and discarded and broken during the annual human frenzy of holiday cheer, Sualc Atnas is relentless, ravenous, a blight, thoroughly inexplicable even to itself, insanity-inducing, mind-breaking, oblivious to reason and logic it will consume consumption and revel in the festival's detritus, it is inexorably drawn to the residues and remnants of shattered joy and broken dreams, it thrives and spreads like contagion the insidious blight of empty excess.

Backstory: an abomination which spewed into existence the fateful instant that a pristine snowflake drifted into the depths of The Nameless Mist. By its dripping grayed claws, it dragged itself from the mire within which it was spawned. Within the confines of the world it is sometimes called ‘Anti-Santa’ by parents who may at times of great weariness impart to their offspring the knowledge of its existence, in the effort to persuade them to rid their rooms of unwanted belongings prior to the frenzy of insatiable gifting that is Christmas. In a jumbled and degradedly mirrored distortion of Santa Claus, instead of coming down chimneys to leave presents, Sualc Atnas is said to claw its way up through the toilets of cozy homes in search of toys and belongings left on the floors of children’s untidied rooms. Sualc Atnas is in fact far worse and even more inexplicable than exasperated parents are wont to say. Every year it shambles along the same path as though following the shadow of Santa's sleigh, matching that jolly old elf house for house, building or structure.

Notes: Its names Sualc Atnas and Elgnirk’sirk are always whispered within the dissonant yammering crowds plodding and scurrying through modern mimicry of ancient echoes. A thousand clashing voices rent and refracted in a discordant chorus piping throughout a glut of frantic desperation.