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Bloodmoon Wastelands

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Log Entry: Bloodmoon Wastelands Date: Unknown Location: Bloodmoon Wastelands The sky is ever-shrouded in crimson, an endless, bleeding horizon where the bloodmoon reigns eternally. This wasteland, once teeming with life, now lies barren, its surface cracked and hollow, scarred by aeons of forgotten conflict. The air tastes of rust and decay, yet there’s a strange vitality in its stillness—an energy that hums beneath the earth, waiting for something... or someone. As I venture deeper into the heart of this forsaken land, I can feel the remnants of ancient power lingering in the dust. The very ground feels alive, pulsing in rhythm with the distant thrum of the celestial body above. The moon, no longer a mere orb in the sky, seems to watch with an unsettling sentience. Its light distorts everything it touches—casting long, unnatural shadows, warping the shapes of crumbled ruins and twisted relics. I encountered strange remnants of life today. Mutated creatures, their forms half-shadow, half-flesh, roam this desolation. Their eyes glow with the same eerie red as the bloodmoon, yet they are silent—hunters in a land where nothing lives but them. There are whispers here—soft and fleeting, like a breath on the wind. They speak of a forgotten pact, a time when the wastelands were born from the rift between gods and men. There is talk of a great tragedy, a cataclysm that split the reality, leaving this land forever cursed under the watchful eye of the bloodmoon. I wonder if the moon itself is the last witness to that tragedy. I dare not stay much longer, for the stillness here is deceiving. The Wastelands are not empty. They are waiting. I feel it in my bones.

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