Bloodmoon - Belly of the Beast by SSBeast on June 30, 2004
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The demons raged their wars for a thousand years. Until the day they finally returned to dust. Their wreckage and armor was scattered across the barren wastes. The few survivors of the doomed planet gathered and began to rebuild. It didn't take long to realise that the years had taken their toll on the people. The need to kill had etched itself into their very chromosomes. It had become an instinct. A craving. The final curse of the demons. It was their checkmate against those that had forgotten so many years before. A cruel joke. So those that had forgotten, would be forgotten.