Greetings!

I'm Archite, a writer, artist, and professional cryptid. You can find me in gas station parking lots by the interstate in the desert just before and after a storm at night. If I so desire, I can have more teeth in my mouth than the average human being (or deer). I can only be killed with a ritually enchanted silver knife drenched in black coffee, thrust into both my eyes and/or my heart. So far, nothing has disproved this.

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