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In the twilight of the Genesis era, at the dawn of the end of creation, in a dark and unknown time, Giblatön roared with the shattering power of its inhabitants. Forged in the bowels of the earth with the power of the almighty creator and gestated in the boiling womb of the interior of Mount Lamaintula, those creatures disturbed the silence of the place. Minerals, rock and strange materials only known there gave shape to enormous beings with the innate virtue of creating chaos and destruction wherever they dwelled, golems were called. Rude Golems.

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