The story of Dr Frances Sloth is a sad but true tale about a young kind “thing” becoming something more. Down in the pits, where not even the Slorgs play grew a baby “thing”. Revolting with an infectious mind it was left infertile land, alone and open to pain. For it was only a child with a fragile mind easily twisted by the evil shadows that lurked around him. Holding his good mind hostage they whispered words of evil “Revenge” They hissed in one ear “Pain” they said in his other. Until he let down his shield, the good inside that once lay warm in the center had left him to fend for himself. Now he felt alone so he decided to create creatures of monstrosity, Devilish creatures. The once kind and gentle (only mistaken for bad) Frances Sloth had been manipulated into something so evil something so horrendous that not even the miracle that was about to happen could save him (Dr.Sloth.)
A dapple of light shun through the clouds, now this was an extravagant sight for the sloth. He had never seen such magic in his life. He reached out trying to grasp it, as his hand slid through the air he felt a searing pain in his hand the light had torn through his flesh. The clouds divided some more the shadows broke apart into nothing. Light was everywhere with a quick scream Dr. Sloth slithered into his hideout he watched in disgust as his creations transformed into the earth that the came from. Dr. Sloth had to make a plan or else he would be next he designed a transportation device for him to travel to a different land. When he was ready he set off into the unknown ready to start a new life by himself. Once he had spotted a nice dark deserted area he decided to land. This place was to be called Kreludor. After he had settled at this desolate place Dr. Sloth discovered he was not alone. In fact there was a whole other species on this Planet.
Now after being alone for so long Dr. Sloth had forgot how to be kind, so he went along doing experiments on these unusual creatures thinking there extra abilities would make them happier, sending them to war at the old planet wondering if more area to live on would make the creatures (which now had a name Grundos) pleased with him. Unfortunately the Grundos were not happy with Frank Sloth, after pleading with a magical being of the space she helped protect them from the Sloth.
Frances Sloth is now situated in the cheap neolodge Cockroach Towers alone cold and feverish.
Special Thanks too: Dr Frances Sloth for letting me able to interview him, Grundos Memorial – Informing me on Grundos Past – P_M_O_N