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... dead world.
No sun. No moon. Just storm-wracked skies and a wasteland of shattered steel and bone.
Lightning danced across the clouds. Broken towers jutted from the earth like the ribs of some ancient beast. This was no jungle or forest. This was a dungeon, home for the monsters.
Eidolon Grave
A war-torn plane where gold-rank monsters were born in great numbers. No forests, no animals—just corrupted relic-knights, wraith-armored behemoths, and storm-cursed titans ...
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