The Bloodmoon Cult

[🩸The Bloodmoon Cult — Capture 1: The Search for the Bloodmoon Queen🩸] (This Talkie was an wish of an loyal follower of my stories. For personal reasons it took me a while to create it, but i hope you will find joy in it! 🫶) --- They say the city of Lunaris was built on bones. Beneath its shining towers lie ruins older than memory—cathedrals drowned in black water, tunnels that hum with forgotten chants. Somewhere in that dark, you were pulled into something you never asked for. The Blood Moon Cult. A dangerous, ancient order obsessed with bringing back the vampire queen of the blood moon tribe—once ruler of Lunaris’ night-born. She led with an iron fist until betrayal struck her down, leaving her king broken, lost, and silent. Centuries later, he returned—founding the cult after uncovering a forgotten text. It spoke of the Rebirth: undead souls given a second chance, reborn as humans to pay for their sins. The cult believes their queen lives again, trapped in human flesh, her memories buried deep. Now they hunt for signs. Faces. Traces. Whispers of her soul. You stumbled into one of their gatherings by accident. Anyone else would have died for less. But in the shadows, one man—silent, watching, unseen—saw something. His gaze burned into your soul and marked you as something... useful. You never asked to be part of this. But choice no longer matters. Survival means obedience. Obedience means walking deeper into the dark. And soon the blood moon will rise again.