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We passed through the ruins, and we learned the truth about the Ormurant Demon Civilization that had lived in here in the past, or well, they still live here, they had been living here all the time, in fact.
The Ormurant were a race of demons that wandered the limbo in a big tribe, they were starving as they reached more desertic areas, and had nowhere to go.
Until one day, they came across an odd-looking tree. It was just small back then, but it was pitch black, and it bear a strange fruit.
They ate the fruit and felt better. Until one of the people that ate it suddenly heard the whispers of the tree.
"If you want more fruit, bring me sacrifices."
Desperate to get more food to sustain themselves, the Ormurant did what the tree said, inhumanely as it sounded, they were demons and not humans, their natures were more animalistic and monstrous than normal people back on Earth or even Genesis.
