There are things that we don't always see or understand. There are times in the night where one will see something move, but when you look again, it's gone. Strange noises are heard in the woods with no explanation. Sounds in the night that echo like screams for help. Things gradually get worse and children start to disappear from the villages. Vanish in the woods. They're stolen from their beds at night, yet no one knows why.

A giant wall goes up and blocks the forest from the people. Built by the people. It works and years turn to centuries as the incidents become legend. The woods simply become forbidden and haunted. The screams are still heard, they still see movement from the beasts. These creatures are named the forest golems. They are vicious and vile creatures who only seek to harm.

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The word finds us cruel... harsh and violent... monsters...

But I am not...

My brothers are the ones who give us this reputation. They destroy and enjoy the taste of the humans...

I have seen through different eyes... and this is not the way...

I am... Hugo.... but my brothers call me Germ...

For I am... a disease...

The Forest Golems....