“Eighth black lunar month, 500 Lunar Year
I do not know what sin we have done! The whole world is in chaos. Deaths are everywhere. I cannot bear it anymore. Oh, moon goddess, have mercy on us. We need your guidance. My father did a great crime and the whole werewolf world is paying for that sin. My brothers are spreading the darkness in the other lands as well. I don’t even know if they are still my brothers. They looked like a demon to me. My loving brothers, who were named as the great pillars of the Western werewolf empire, have changed. Their wolves are always in control. I almost forgot about their blue eyes that I envy once. How much I want them to be normal, like they used to be before. Before the war. When we were pups.”
“First white lunar month, 501 Lunar year
The moon goddess
