The Blood Moon—a mysterious phenomenon that heralds the rise of the Dukes in the sky. Anyone caught under its light dies in an instant, their bodies slashed by unseen blades.
There are no exceptions. From humans to animals—these invisible cuts spare no one, regardless of strength or resilience.
The Blood Moon rises and feeds the Dukes with the blood of all beings that perish within its radius. Their blood ascends into the sky like roots, filling the Moon like a chalice.
Across the region, hordes of demons surge in every direction, trampling anyone unfortunate enough to stand in their way.
The pounding of their footsteps echoes so loudly that it drives many people to madness.
This phenomenon continues until the Blood Moon is fully sated.
"Once every few years…" murmured a soldier in terror, kneeling with his hands over his ears, the thundering chaos of demons on the streets overwhelming his senses.
The demons charged without purpose, without direction.
They were unstoppable.
