The night hangs heavy with promise. A whisper carries the scent of change, a reminder that nature shifts ever onward. This is the time for renewal, to cull the fruits the dark bestows. Let us acknowledge this turning point and embark into the shadowed with eyes wide open. Hunters in a World of Desolation The winds howl through fractured cities,
The Final King's Yield
A shadow looms over the land. The once-vibrant fields now lie fallow, a testament to the waning power of the last king. Whispers travel through the villages, speaking of a curse that has drained the very life from the soil. Only a handful of brave souls remain steadfast to uncover the truth behind this ecological disaster. Their journey guides them