Lurking in the darkest corners of the world, wretchlings hide in the shadows and psychically feeding off the emotions of those nearby. Draining hope and joy, and replacing them with fear and depression.

Its rarely-seen natural state resembles a grotesque fusion of a centipede and a human. Its body is long and segmented, covered in slick, oily skin, with dozens of jointed legs protruding from its sides, a twisted human-like visage, sits at the front of its hideous body, with hollow, black eyes and a mouth that opens vertically, revealing rows of needle-like teeth.