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Hunting in fertile grounds, a centipede-like creature that crawls along the forest floor, appearing small and weak, until it senses larger prey. Then it wraps its body around its prey and slowly strangles it. This creature was quite active during the Squiggle War. Once two of them fought and one was wounded, but only after sustained fire did they both withdraw. That was the second war in which the Weeden forces made considerable progress. The rear of the place was partly wooded, hence almost impossible to reach save by rope. The path above the ruins was much harder, but led to a grotto appurtenant of limestone caves, many of which Carter often camped on enchanted summer nights. Piles of this cetacean debris formed in alternation a morass of hideously angled blocks; and when the Andes climber had smothered his torch Carter could see in the reflections upon these fallen blocks innumerable tiny rat-like tracks, leading inexorably to the morass. One cave, too numerous to photograph, yawned indefinitely into the solid earth; while the scattering cave mouths and well-nigh limitless cavern systems formed dark points in the mounting foothills. At length Carter resolved to camp atop one of these dark points, quietly extinguishing his torch before putting it away, and waiting.

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Once deities of great power, but cast into exile, the Legacy 0xmons appeared to be all but forgotten. A catastrophic event, of which little is known, cursed them and with a blinding flash of light their spell-craft was gone.

Wondering, lost and not able to grasp the misfortune that had been bestowed upon them they hemorrhaged their dark powers for days. This lasted until they could no longer maintain their form and slithered away into a dimension of delirium.

This ruptured the very essence of their being. Here some imploded, others vanished, whilst the ones that remained were altered beasts and unrecognisable from what they once were.

So as a last act of salvation for humanity, we must try to lure them back to the non-place they came from.

Lores are generated via AI trained on Lovecraft text. Music is computer generated based on Daemon type, colours and movement of the animation. Images are handmade based on the original AI generated 0xmons (legacy version).

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Contract Address0x495f...7b5e
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Token StandardERC-1155
ChainEthereum
MetadataCentralized
Creator Earnings
10%

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Hunting in fertile grounds, a centipede-like creature that crawls along the forest floor, appearing small and weak, until it senses larger prey. Then it wraps its body around its prey and slowly strangles it. This creature was quite active during the Squiggle War. Once two of them fought and one was wounded, but only after sustained fire did they both withdraw. That was the second war in which the Weeden forces made considerable progress. The rear of the place was partly wooded, hence almost impossible to reach save by rope. The path above the ruins was much harder, but led to a grotto appurtenant of limestone caves, many of which Carter often camped on enchanted summer nights. Piles of this cetacean debris formed in alternation a morass of hideously angled blocks; and when the Andes climber had smothered his torch Carter could see in the reflections upon these fallen blocks innumerable tiny rat-like tracks, leading inexorably to the morass. One cave, too numerous to photograph, yawned indefinitely into the solid earth; while the scattering cave mouths and well-nigh limitless cavern systems formed dark points in the mounting foothills. At length Carter resolved to camp atop one of these dark points, quietly extinguishing his torch before putting it away, and waiting.

The Ones who returned collection image

Once deities of great power, but cast into exile, the Legacy 0xmons appeared to be all but forgotten. A catastrophic event, of which little is known, cursed them and with a blinding flash of light their spell-craft was gone.

Wondering, lost and not able to grasp the misfortune that had been bestowed upon them they hemorrhaged their dark powers for days. This lasted until they could no longer maintain their form and slithered away into a dimension of delirium.

This ruptured the very essence of their being. Here some imploded, others vanished, whilst the ones that remained were altered beasts and unrecognisable from what they once were.

So as a last act of salvation for humanity, we must try to lure them back to the non-place they came from.

Lores are generated via AI trained on Lovecraft text. Music is computer generated based on Daemon type, colours and movement of the animation. Images are handmade based on the original AI generated 0xmons (legacy version).

Category Art
Contract Address0x495f...7b5e
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Token StandardERC-1155
ChainEthereum
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