Paleblood
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Last published Thu, Sep 23, 2021
Ever since old times,the world was in constant turmoil,ravaged by either war,or mysterious anomalies known as Sources. Now,400 years later, a large-scale Source forced itself open,far in the west of the Hintertomb Region. Before long,Monsters crossed into the human world,spreading chaos,along with an illness known as Beasthood,driving sane people mad,and twisting them into horrid monstrosities. Not all is lost,however. That is why the world has certain,Gifted People,known simply as Hunters. This is their story.
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