Nythera

As the Blood Moon rose over the Forbidden Lands for the third time, a crimson rift tore open the sky above the Oilwell Basin.

From the glowing fissure emerged a figure cloaked in black feathers, dark armor, and the aura of ancient magic. Her eyes burned red like molten embers, while her black sclera consumed every trace of humanity.

Her name was Nythera.

Once the ruler of a dying Shadow Realm, she had brought entire kingdoms to their knees beneath the Blood Moon. Yet even her own world had eventually become too small for her. Now she sought new realms, new wars, and new opponents.

Behind her stood two colossal beasts.

To her left strode a nightmarish dragon forged from violet shadows, its scales coursing with dark energy. To her right towered a gigantic black titan, its body resembling a living fortress of molten darkness.

At Nythera’s feet lay the corpse of a fallen monster—a battle that would have shaken even the mightiest hunters.

The inhabitants of the Oilwell Basin fled in panic.

But Nythera merely smiled.

She drew her massive twin blades, their chains rattling as they dragged across the ground. Crimson energy pulsed through the weapons like blood through veins.

“This world,” she said in a cold voice, “knows monsters.”

The earth trembled.

“But it has yet to know an executioner.”

With a single motion, she drove one blade into the rock. Scarlet runes spread across the land, staining the sky darker than any night.

Far in the distance, the cries of wild creatures fell silent.

Even the Apex Monsters paused.

Something new had arrived.

Something far more dangerous.

Nythera raised her gaze to the Blood Moon.

“Hunters, beasts, kings, or gods…”

A cruel smile appeared upon her lips.

“Come. Show me your strength.”

Her crimson eyes blazed brighter.

“For today, the hunt begins for you.”

And across the Forbidden Lands echoed, for the very first time, the name that had already doomed another world:

Nythera, the Blood Moon Executioner.

How Dare Stand before your queen Kneel down worm or face my blades