Bio: this poor sun had been here for decades. He'd seen all his friends either go into the cellar or escape from here. He wanted to stay here and never come into the real world. Years later, The Crafter never got in contact with anyone else that he knows. And this light and personality has erased for who knows how long. From what I've been told, if you go into the eyes of the Crafter, you never return. Poor thing! It only makes noise with it's eyes to communicate with other people. : (
