Another Day, Another Riddle.
I wonder if you guys caught something between the line of the previous riddle. Usually things are hiding in plain sight, but you have to look through the fine print. How about another riddle?
This one is called The Beasts of Mars.
This one is called The Beasts of Mars.
Tag, you're such a nerd. I swear to god. - Lilith
As the call of Gjallarhorn blew, metal demons roamed to slay beasts of great might. A calamity of 300 years ravaged the lands below, while the gods sat among the stars. One man sought to take the name of the moon, and kept the beasts at bay when they rose again.
As the call of Gjallarhorn blew, metal demons roamed to slay beasts of great might. A calamity of 300 years ravaged the lands below, while the gods sat among the stars. One man sought to take the name of the moon, and kept the beasts at bay when they rose again.
His name is lost to the stones across the dry sea. But his
demon is well known, with white skin and orange horns. Protector of the metal
flower that does not wilt, is Barbatos.
Their anthem is sung by wolves in the form of men. They
raise their flags to the east and cry out in hunger to the young warriors
beneath the pale, red sand.
Who are these men who seek to preach truth to these child
soldiers? These orphans of iron blood.
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