The Monster Catcher's Journal

hello travelers and monster catchers abound. im stelliferous and this is my voice mail. leave a message, if you just want to say some thing.

Yesterday the skies over Nibiru nearly tore themselves apart. At first, I thought it was just another thunderstorm—you earthlings call this season autumn, and storms are common. But this was no ordinary storm. The winds shook the ground, the air itself felt like it wanted to rip us away, and the darkness never seemed to lift.

Zena, Luna, and I barely made it to Luan Academy with our Glyphs—Aurabeak, Ignazura, and Meerno—before the storm swallowed the town. Inside, Professor Orion kept us calm, even when the walls rattled and the windows sang like glass harps. And of course, Nova couldn’t resist mocking me, as if I’d somehow caused the whole thing by catching a time glyph. Typical.

But the truth was much worse.

The storm wasn’t random—it was alive. The next morning, Orion revealed the name of the Glyph behind it: Skeliwave.

He’s an uncatchable. A skeletal scorpion with water for skin, dragging the seas in his wake. Wherever he stirs, storms rise. If he truly awakens, Orion says the floods could reshape all of Terraformia. He’s not a Glyph we can battle, cage, or outwit. He is… inevitable.

Nova doesn’t believe in Orion’s talk of “hope.” She thinks it’s just pretty words while the world drowns. Maybe she’s right. But last night, when the seam opened and the storm tried to tear me apart, hope was the only thing that kept me standing.

Skeliwave is still out there, hidden beneath the tides, waiting. And I can’t shake the feeling this storm was just his way of saying hello.

hello travelers and monster catchers abound. im stelliferous and this is my voice mail. leave a message, if you just want to say some thing.

Time moves strangely in the Cracked Atrium. Watches melt, tea goes cold mid-pour, and days vanish before you even notice. That’s where I first felt it—a pull behind my left eye, like someone flipping through my memories and stealing bookmarks.

Then I saw him: Chronivex, the Hour-Thief. A Glyph born from stolen time itself. His body was a giant clock-face, his wings made of fractured timepieces, and the chain of orbs at his side glowed with the hours he had taken. One look into his eyes, and I felt three hours ripped from my chest.

I had to stop him. But capturing Chronivex was nothing like any Glyph I’d faced before. His gaze sapped time, his movements warped reality, and every second he fought back made the air itself bend. For the first time, I had to use Orion’s tether, a weapon he warned me never to touch—it could unleash a sonic boom that would level a town if misused.

With it, I channeled his energy into the final prison Glyphid, and after a harrowing struggle, a screeching, twisting battle across warped seconds and memories, Chronivex was finally sealed. I was relieved… but shaken.

This episode tested me in ways I never expected. It wasn’t just about strength or skill—it was about timing, perception, and the weight of moral choice. Chronivex isn’t evil, just… dangerous. And I had to decide that the world’s safety came before my own sympathy.

I watched the twin suns and three moons shine across Nibiru as the dust settled, knowing that even sealed, Chronivex’s stolen hours still linger somewhere—and someday, I might have to face him again.

hello travelers and monster catchers abound. im stelliferous and this is my voice mail. leave a message, if you just want to say some thing.

This isn’t a story about shadows lurking in the night or monsters with sharp fangs. No, this is the story of my “vacation”—and yes, I use that term loosely.

It all started when Professor Orion insisted that Zena, Luna, and I take a four-day trip to a floating island resort. I wasn’t thrilled. I had plans. Glyphs to catch. Adventures to chase. But apparently, my professor knows better than I do.

Little did I know, this trip would turn into the most chaotic, sticky, and unexpectedly heartwarming adventure of my life. I met a nearly extinct Glyph called the Moranaugh—a tiny, giraffe-shaped slime with glowing blue goo for a body. One turned into ten, and let’s just say… they followed me everywhere. Into the pool, onto the deck, and even outside my hotel room.

Things escalated when Team Constellation, a flashy group of star-themed Glyph thieves, tried to kidnap the Moranaugh. But thanks to Aura Beak—my golden scarab with a duck-like beak—we sent their balloon flying and rescued every last one of the little guys.

The rest of the vacation? Spent getting to know the Moranaugh, laughing at their little squelches, and learning that even the rarest Glyphs can have the biggest personalities.

So, if you’re expecting a calm getaway, think again. But if you want adventure, chaos, and a lot of goo, you’re in the right place.

This is my vacation, as told by me, Stelliferous. And trust me… you’ll never forget it.

hello travelers and monster catchers abound. im stelliferous and this is my voice mail. leave a message, if you just want to say some thing.

I never thought I’d come face-to-face with a legend. For years, the tales whispered across Nibiru spoke of Vine Loom, the Ancient Tree of Valor, a guardian older than any of us could truly comprehend. But nothing prepared me for the moment I actually saw him—his bark-carved face, his hollow yet piercing eyes, and the quiet power that radiated from every root and branch.

In this episode, I recount my encounter with Vine Loom: how he watched me with a presence that was both terrifying and mesmerizing, how I struggled with the unshakable visions of his gaze that haunted me for days, and the moment I had to stand my ground and confront him to sever the ethereal line he had formed with me.

I share the fear, the awe, and the raw intensity of meeting a creature that was more than monster, more than legend—something that blurred the line between life and ancient magic. I also reveal the shocking warning from Professor Orion: Vine Loom had chosen me as his new host, and if I didn’t act, I wouldn’t survive thirty days.

This episode is about courage, defiance, and the haunting reminder that not all encounters are meant to be controlled. Some are meant to test us, to push us to our limits, and to leave a mark on our very souls.

Join me as I tell the story of Vine Loom—the Ancient Tree of Valor—and how I fought not just for my life, but for the right to remain myself.

hello travelers and monster catchers abound. im stelliferous and this is my voice mail. leave a message, if you just want to say some thing.

This episode is all about a creature called Webuzzar—and he is definitely not subtle. I caught him and brought him back to my sanctuary, thinking it would be simple. Of course, nothing about this little guy is simple.

As soon as he arrived, he tried to pick a fight with Aura Beak. Aura Beak, of course, had to put him in his place. The result? Chaos… of the most inconvenient kind. By the end, Aura Beak had sprawled across my neck, and Webuzzar had sprawled across my legs. I could barely move, and my neck and legs were sore for hours afterward—but somehow, it was also hilarious.

In this episode, I share the story of capturing Webuzzar, witnessing his feisty personality, and the “lesson” Aura Beak taught him. You’ll see just how chaotic a sanctuary can get when two stubborn glyphs collide—and how it somehow ends with me stuck, sore, but smiling.

hello travelers and monster catchers abound. im stelliferous and this is my voice mail. leave a message, if you just want to say some thing.

Some Glyphs roar into your life like storms. Others… slither in.

In this episode, I venture alone into the Bleakfang Wastes—a place so quiet the sand itself feels like it’s holding its breath. That’s where I first encounter Venombrim: a fusion of serpent and scorpion, born of the desert’s deadliest hunters and carrying venom that once armed the ancient Nibiruan blow darts of war.

This wasn’t a hunt I could win with force. Venombrim moves with patience, and so I met him on his terms—no runes, no weapons, just trust. And trust, once earned, became my containment circle.

Now Venombrim coils along the sanctuary’s perimeter, silent and watchful. He isn’t a monster of judgment or revenge—he simply is. And in that stillness lies both danger and protection.

If you ever hear the desert go quiet… it might just mean Venombrim is near.

i forgot to mention how he came to be so here's so lore. ancient nibiran tablets suggest that early nibiru was riddled by war. that was until they came up with the idea to mate a snake and a scorpion creating a deadly toxin that could take even the strongest man out. in order to protect them self's they placed the poison on blow darts and took out there enemy's like a thief in the night.

hello travelers and monster catchers abound. im stelliferous and this is my voice mail. leave a message, if you just want to say some thing.

Hey, travelers… this one’s personal.

In this episode, I finally made a choice I told myself I wouldn’t: I brought Demonia into the Sanctuary.

After what we survived in Ditchmire Hollow—and after facing the ink-stained truth behind the name Tasselgrave—I couldn’t leave him out there. Not with something like the Liekeeper watching us now.

But bringing a Glyph born of vengeance and stitched in blood into my home? Yeah... it didn’t go over well.

Zena was furious. Luna said I wasn’t just collecting strays anymore—I was building something. And maybe she’s right. Maybe it’s not about containing Glyphs anymore. Maybe it’s about understanding them.

Because that night… Demonia didn’t stand guard. He didn’t hunt.

He crawled into my bed and lay beside me.

No words. No threats.

Just stillness.

For the first time, I saw him not as a weapon or a warning, but as something more.

A soul still trying to heal.

This is the story of trust, tension, and the moment even judgment needed rest.

Stay close. The truth is shifting.

– Stelliferous

hello travelers and monster catchers abound. im stelliferous and this is my voice mail. leave a message, if you just want to say some thing.

Hey travelers and monster catchers, it’s me—Stelliferous!

This week’s episode takes a detour from our usual Glyph-catching adventures. I head back to the Verdant Market, hoping to track down a powerful relic known as the Talisman of Nor—a necklace said to make any Glyph effective against flying Glyphs. And believe me... we needed it.

But of course, things are never that simple. We crash right into the middle of the annual Festival of the Six-Fold Leaf, which means massive crowds, weird food stalls, and one shady salesman with a broken stopwatch that may or may not mess with time itself (don’t ask... just listen).

With Luna, Zena, and our trusty Glyphs by my side, we get separated, tempted by snacks, scammed (a little), and finally find the ancient mystic’s stall. That’s where I get the talisman—and a terrifying glimpse into something much bigger than just a trinket.

Then? We return home to find the skies swarming with aggressive flying Glyphs. But this time—we’re ready. The Talisman of Nor shows us what it can really do in an epic aerial battle that leaves feathers, sparks, and victory in our wake.

Finally, I crash in my hammock, sip some Nibiran tea (thank you, Zyntronaut), and reflect on what’s coming next...

Because something is stirring. Watching. And the stormy cliffs of the Stormscar Delta are calling.

hello travelers and monster catchers abound. im stelliferous and this is my voice mail. leave a message, if you just want to say some thing.

This episode was hard to record. Not because of the storm or the danger—but because it reminded me that even I make mistakes that ripple farther than I ever intended. Cloud Burst wasn’t just another Glyph to catch. He was a reflection of something I didn’t want to admit: that sometimes I act from fear, not strength. And that recklessness almost cost me my life… and my place at Luan.

You’ll hear me talk about Hopebind, about my mentors, and about what it means to try and understand a monster instead of control it. But what you might not expect is that, somewhere in the middle of all this chaos—I realized I had a crush. On Lang. Yes. That Lang. And yes… he totally heard me yell it by accident. So that’s fine. Everything’s fine.

Anyway—this one’s personal. If you’ve ever made a huge mistake trying to do the right thing, if you’ve ever hurt someone without meaning to, or if you’ve ever felt something way too loudly at exactly the wrong time… this one’s for you.

Thanks for listening. I’m still learning.

Stelliferous out. 🌙✨

hello travelers and monster catchers abound. im stelliferous and this is my voice mail. leave a message, if you just want to say some thing.

Hey, everyone. Stelliferous here.

This episode… it’s personal.

Sometimes, in our line of work, you don’t get second chances. Creatures lash out. People run. Things break.

But this time, I went back. Back to the Crater of Echoing Thoughts. Back to Thornedge.

He’s a Glyph I first met under the worst conditions—spiraling with fear, scattering his thoughts like daggers, and accidentally destroying another Glyph before I could even form a bond. I thought I’d lost him. I thought maybe some Glyphs were just too far gone.

But I was wrong.

This episode is about what happens when we choose to try again. When we sit in the stillness with someone who’s hurting, and say, “You don’t have to carry it alone.”

You’ll hear how Thornedge and I finally bonded for real, how he let go of the pain he’d been holding like armor, and how we ended our day not with a fight—but with tea on the porch under an unmoving sky.

It’s not flashy. It’s not a battle.

But to me? It might be the most important episode I’ve ever recorded.

Thanks for listening.

And if you’ve ever felt like a storm, like you’re too much or too tangled to be understood—this one’s for you.