Between Blue and Blood

At the beginning of eternity, there was only one moon in the sky. It witnessed the war between dragons and giants sinking into the earth, witnessed five continents rising from the corpses of gods, and witnessed the awe in the eyes of mortals when they looked up at the stars for the first time. That moon is called the "eye of the witness". Until that night. A ninth-level Great String Master stood in front of the crack in time and space. In front of him was the tentacle of the Silenceweaver protruding from the void - that thing wanted to feed on the entire Viltres. He has no choice. The forbidden light rises from the palm of the hand, penetrates the clouds, the moon, and the tentacle. The moon is broken. Half of it turned pale, hanging above the eternal night in the north, exuding a frost-like cold light every night; the other half burned into scarlet, sinking into the abyss of the east, and rising every night as if it were dripping blood. The eternal crack in the middle has not yet healed. Under the pale moon, people learn to be silent; under the blood moon, taboos begin to grow. The double moon has become a calendar, a curse, and a wound that everyone keeps silent about but looks up to every night. And the ninth-level great string master was completely wiped out from this world. No one remembers his name. No one remembers his face. Only the crack between the two moons reminds the world every night: He existed.