Paradogs? Oh they're nasty things all right. No no, not "paradox", that's singular. Paradogs. Paradox-dogs. They're broken pieces of time, and time don't like being broken, no sir. They'll rip you to pieces and then make those pieces go back into you--painfully. Three heads, one head, no heads, they got it all. Where do they live? Boyo, they ain't living, but you'll find 'em crawling around wherever reality's knackered. Damnedest thing though, you CAN kill one--by bringin' it to life, y'see. It weren't ever alive, so it ain't got the chance to die. You 'heal' that disgusting mass, tho', and you got yourself a quick trip to body breakdown. Instinct: Unmake, unmend, unleash, fuse

• Rip and tear at reality
• It truly is in two places at once
• Can only be permanently slain by being healed