Bewildering Valley, Soulcry Castle.
Aside from the low murmurs of wandering souls, there was also a faint scratching sound— a pen was scribbling furiously in a book, yet no one held it.
Upon closer inspection, one would notice that the pen was made from a human finger bone, and the book was bound in sheets of smooth skin.
The pen was dipped in fresh blood, and each stroke, each character it wrote was in a bright red hue, gradually darkening into deep crimson as the blood dried.
"New Calendar 1786, September 12th, clear. Today, I harvested thirteen fresh souls, but among those who intruded into Bewildering Valley, seven or eight appeared to be soul-less, which is very strange."
"Recently, these kinds of beings have been appearing more frequently, they seem to be called... Starfallen."
