The town of Lunae lay silent, soft moonlight dancing on a melancholy song of children’s cries.


    The town has been starving for months due to famine and bad harvest. Now with all wildlife having been hunted down, there was nothing more to do than starve to death or take up arms and hunt bigger game far away from this remote little village.


    Four men stood beside a carriage each saying their goodbyes to their families expect for one. He had darker skin than the rest of them, a sort of bronze color, which showed his roots form the southern continent, however this wasn’t the only thing different about him, his skin was more scarred, and unlike the rest of them he didn’t look like a farmer. While they were carrying pitchforks as weapons, he was carrying a bow and sword, while they were drenched in cheap farmers tunics, he was dressed in hard worn steel.


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    They were going to hunt, not the small prey of a remote village, no, with famine taking over the continent and prey going extinct, there was only one place left to hunt. The Eldrich Ruin.


    Build by a long-forgotten civilization only known as the Umbrax. They were an advanced civilization, far more advanced than the one now. They build everlasting roads connecting entire continents. And at the core of their fallen empire was the Eldrich Ruin.


    Once a beautiful city brimming with life, now a ruin brimming with demons far more frightening and insane than even the most horrific of devils described by the Moon Goddesses Church.


    With the men (except for one) saying goodbye to their families, they clambered onto the wagon and set off into the night.