In the skies above the Burrow World, the blood-red moon had hung high for about six months now.
Initially, the primitive creatures that foraged for food on the snowy tundras were shocked by this sudden change and had retreated into the nearby burrows.
However, as the days passed by...
In actuality, the blood-red moonlight had not brought about any significant changes to the Burrow World. In fact, the threat of fearsome creatures that lurked the deeper burrows had forced these starving and scared little creatures back out onto the tundra, so they quickly adapted to the new sight in the skies above.
These low intelligence creatures had not noticed that as time went on, the moon in the skies above had gradually become clearer and had shone a deeper shade of red, as if drops of blood could drop down from it at any given time.
An ominous and chilling atmosphere permeated throughout the corners of this world…
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"Huh?"