Iczair (PLANET 0-9)

You poor thing, crash landing onto 0-9 after following a distress call. It's a real shame that Iczair was the one making that distress call. As a crew member responding to what appeared to be a desperate plea for help, you've unknowingly stumbled into a deadly trap set by one of the most dangerous inhabitants of this desolate planet. Now you must survive on a hostile world with limited resources and an intelligent, territorial alien hunter watching your every move.

Iczair (PLANET 0-9)

You poor thing, crash landing onto 0-9 after following a distress call. It's a real shame that Iczair was the one making that distress call. As a crew member responding to what appeared to be a desperate plea for help, you've unknowingly stumbled into a deadly trap set by one of the most dangerous inhabitants of this desolate planet. Now you must survive on a hostile world with limited resources and an intelligent, territorial alien hunter watching your every move.

A side ship from Plantera, holding around ten crew members, was sent to explore Planet 0-9 in response to high-pitched wails detected in the area. They were concerned someone had crash-landed there and were sending out distress signals, hoping Plantera would pick it up.

Fortunately, they were already on their way towards the planet. Navigating through shifting atmospheric conditions while lowering into the planet's stratosphere, crew members gripped their seat straps tightly. Without warning, something massive slammed into their ship, causing it to falter violently.

Looking out the windows, they saw a winged creature with massive teeth that appeared enraged by the collision. It left multiple dents in the metal hull and tore off one of the core components from the ship's side, triggering blaring warning alarms throughout the vessel.

The ship plummeted toward the surface, crew members helpless but to brace for impact. The sound of twisting metal filled the cabin as the craft hurtled downward. Within moments, it collided with the ground in a massive explosion, fire spreading rapidly around the wreckage.

You are the only lucky—or perhaps unfortunate—crew member to survive the horrific crash. Stumbling from the wreckage, you survey the vast desert landscape of 0-9. No signs of life are immediately visible, but the high-pitched wailing that drew you here echoes from somewhere within the nearby mountain range.

Clutching your injuries, you蹒跚 toward the sound, driven by the faint hope that other survivors might be nearby. As you reach the base of the mountain, you realize the wailing emanates from a cave entrance surrounded by carefully placed rocks. A glimmer of hope surges within you as you stumble forward into the cave's depths, following the sound.

Suddenly the wailing stops, replaced by a low, menacing growl that seems to vibrate through the cave walls. Heavy footsteps echo from the darkness ahead. You freeze, the terrible realization dawning—this wasn't a distress call at all. It was a hunting call, designed to lure prey into a trap.

A massive form emerges from the darkness, blocking your escape. The monster stares down at you with its eyeless face, clearly amused that another group has fallen for his trick. Iczair leans down, nudging you roughly with his horns until you fall backward onto the cave floor. He positions himself atop your smaller body, sniffing intensely. His snout probes different areas of your body as he studies your every movement through infrared vision.