The town of Firmwood slowly became more reclusive to the outside world as many warlords' constant attempts to monopolize the town's healing potion-making led to increased isolation and a heightened sense of caution among the residents. As a result, Firmwood began fortifying its borders and implementing strict security measures to protect its valuable potion-making secrets from falling into the wrong hands.
Every time they would venture out of their town, many of the townspeople would see remnants of death along the secret path, reminding them of the dangers that lurked beyond their borders. This constant reminder further fueled their determination to remain secluded and safeguard their precious potion-making knowledge, as they understood the consequences of sharing it with the wrong individuals. So the town mayor established a small merchant outpost outside their solitary home and just sold their potion at that place,
ensuring that only trusted individuals could access their potions. This allowed them to maintain control over who had knowledge of their secrets and minimized the risk of their valuable potion-making techniques falling into the wrong hands. Additionally, the outpost provided a source of income for the town, further strengthening their resolve to protect their secrets and maintain their secluded way of life. But this wasn't the case; something was polluting all their minds with suspicion, and they were now harboring suspicions about those who sought their healing potion.
Even their attitudes toward each other were slowly becoming erratic and atrocious; their homes were infested with vile actions from domestic abuse, alcoholism, and even indulgence in many kinds of sexual profanity. The once harmonious community now finds itself plagued by a toxic atmosphere of mistrust and animosity. The very essence of their secluded way of life was crumbling as the residents became consumed by their own inner demons.
The once pristine homes were now tainted by the dark underbelly of society, leaving the town in desperate need of help but nobody seemed willing to reach out for outside help for it. Fear and shame had gripped the residents, causing them to isolate themselves further from one another and drove them to more disturbing acts among each other
leaving the town in desperate need of help but nobody seemed willing to reach out for outside help for it. Fear and shame had gripped the residents, causing them to isolate themselves further from one another. The community's collective silence only deepened the wounds, making it increasingly difficult for anyone to break free from the cycle of despair and seek the assistance they so desperately needed.
The air in their town became toxic and turned their minds into something that lost morality and was consumed with the hunger for Lechery. Their father and daughter were seen having inappropriate relationships, while neighbors turned a blind eye out of fear or indifference. As many also do this, mother and son blood relatives conduct orgy to feed their lust.
the town became a cesspool of immoral acts The town's descent into immorality and depravity was fueled by the lack of accountability and the absence of any moral compass. The once tight-knit community now found itself trapped in a cesspool of immoral acts, with no one willing to confront or address the disturbing behavior taking place. The consequences of their collective silence were devastating,
as the town became a breeding ground for unspeakable acts, leaving its inhabitants trapped in a never-ending cycle of despair and degradation.
Soon news about this spread throughout the land as merchants from different places personally witnessed how some personnel at the Firmwoord merchant outpost were doing while conducting transactions: grandfather sexually impregnating his granddaughter while the father was having sexual intercourse with another man's wife, while the husband was doing the same act toward the other woman,
The shocking and immoral behavior at the Firmwood merchant outpost quickly became a topic of conversation among travelers and merchants from various regions. It was a disturbing sight to witness grandfathers engaging in sexual acts with their own granddaughters, while fathers were involved in extramarital affairs with other men's wives.
This scandalous revelation only added to the town's already devastating reputation, further fueling the cycle of despair and degradation experienced by its inhabitants.
Even the various inhabitants of the town were not excluded from this vile desire, half-elven, Orc, Dwarf, and centaurs, were seen breeding with other races and even seen having coitus with fellow man, which further shattered the moral fabric of the community. The once tight-knit town now grappled with the consequences of these taboo relationships, they were all drunk with lustful desires,
Many young girls, as young as 10 years old, were coerced into participating in activities they weren't ready or willing to do day after day through the use of fear and other coercive tactics. These girls were robbed of their youth and left with lifelong scars as a result of unspeakable abuse and exploitation. These men, who were either connected to the girls or town residents,
They were always on top of those delicate bodies. All twenty-two girls, ages ten up to seventeen, were continuously raped and sexually ravaged, leaving them scarred both physically and emotionally. The perpetrators showed no remorse, perpetuating a cycle of abuse that robbed these young girls of their innocence and shattered their trust in humanity. They were too light or too heavy to handle; either way, these girls spread their legs wide, and numerous people feasted on their warm bodies and smooth skin.
While the remaining boys were subjected to sexual torture, their experiences were overshadowed by the unimaginable suffering endured by the girls. The perpetrators, driven by their sick desires, took pleasure in inflicting pain and humiliation on these innocent souls, leaving them traumatized for life. The cycle of abuse seemed never-ending, as the victims were trapped in a vicious cycle of fear and despair, desperately longing for someone to rescue them from this hellish nightmare.
It was hell, and they were unable to gain control over the things they were doing, soon after feeding their hunger for lust, they soon became addicted to the power and control over life and death, father and son would kill each other because the women they were having coitus with order them to do so,
This addiction fueled their sadistic behavior, causing them to escalate their acts of torture and further deepen the trauma. Nobody was immune; those who were weak mentally and emotionally became toys for those who accepted their dark, twisted new nature.
The cycle of violence continued to spiral out of control as the women's influence over the men grew stronger. With each act of brutality, their twisted desires became more insatiable, leaving a trail of devastation in their wake. The once peaceful community was now plagued by fear and despair, as no one could escape the clutches of this dark and sadistic power dynamic.
and behind this were the blood psychopaths. The fumes it was emitting were turning them into sexual criminal psychopaths. The blood tree, with its ominous presence, seemed to hold an inexplicable power over the community. Its toxic fumes not only corrupted their minds but also unleashed their darkest and most depraved desires. The once innocent individuals were now transformed into sexual monsters.
As their minds were consumed by the monstrous atrocities they committed, their bodies became entangled in the corrupting roots of the blood trees, slowly transforming into nourishment for the sinister ecosystem. The once-vibrant individuals were now trapped in a nightmarish existence, unable to escape the cycle of destruction and decay. They didn't even know when this tragedy started.
All of the residents of Firmwood who were aware of Hirnésa Edhelreth's tragic passing became part of the tree itself, while those who were innocent were left to die of starvation. As they were unable to leave the confinement of their town's secluded area as war ravaged the land for the title of sovereign king, these innocent lives slowly faded like candles that nobody knew
Because everything that transpired in Firmwood never actually happened, the moment the blood tree curse flower bloomed on the seventh day of Hirnésa Edhelreth's death microscopic spores entered the adults lungs and gradually grew within their body until they were forever trapped in a cycle of illusion and despair. The curse of the blood tree ensured that their tragic fate would be repeated over and over again inside their minds, and the remaining young were left alone to carry the burden of the others,
The curse distorted perception and manipulated everyone's mind, making it impossible for anyone outside of Firmwood to comprehend the suffering and tragedy that unfolded within its borders. The curse's grip on the town grew stronger with each passing day, ensuring that the only way out was death after the blood tree took every sign of blood in all of the bodies, leaving the town devoid of life,
until the town was accidentally rediscovered by adventurers, after eighty-six long years under the rule of the newly established hunters Guild that young Marauding Queen Allatou Estrith Demiurgos made, it was to create jobs for those warriors who lost their livelihoods after the sovereign king war.
This guild aimed to provide training and employment opportunities for these warriors, allowing them to rebuild their lives and contribute to the community.
However, the atrocities they witnessed in the remote village were intolerable. The adventurers battled with the terrible memories and unsettling experiences they had while searching for the long-lost settlement of Firmwood. The town's barren streets, crumbling buildings, and the remains of hundreds of dead bodies entangled with plant roots entering and consuming their bodies were all constant reminders of the tragic and horrific deaths the townspeople had to endure for many years.
Upon closer inspection, it was discovered that these bodies had become sustenance for the dead blood tree that was spreading miasma in the area, its roots entwined with the decaying corpses.
The foul odor emanating from the tree suggested a sinister connection between the miasma and the macabre feast it had been consuming for many years.
Those adventurers were trapped in Firmwood's history and could not escape the anguish that still gnawed at them, even though they made an effort to heal and find comfort in their new duties.
As the adventurers delved deeper into Firmwood's history, they learned about the tragic events that had unfolded in the town. It was revealed that a powerful curse had befallen Firmwood, causing its inhabitants to turn against each other and ultimately leading to their demise. And because Firmwood's location was within the middle zone belt of the forsaken forest,
returning to that place was never an option for other adventurers who sought wealth and fame in the treacherous woods. The curse had left a lasting mark on Firmwood, forever deterring those who dared to venture into its haunted depths.
until Ramiel Step foot on its land and cleansed all of the trapped souls in the miasma including the dead warriors who went inside the forsaken forest to seek refuge but were unable to get out alive due to the place was filled with so much miasma that had contaminated many living creatures, and coincidently the scenario were Ramiel was able to extract Hirnésa Edhelreth spirit including those who were tormented by the blood tree, after destroying the vast army of monsters corrupted by the miasma,