Baelgorath

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🎃 When the first human sun fell behind the blackened towers of the old world, Baelgorath was born from its dying light. A creature sculpted from rage, shadow, and broken divinity, he stalks the ruins of once-holy cities, his wings blotting out the moon as he hunts the last echoes of human faith. To glimpse him is to feel your courage rot within you — for Baelgorath feeds not on flesh, but on hope itself.