And so, as the fires of war continued to burn in the heart of Appalachia, the people grappled with their own beliefs and fears. In a land where faith and power collided, where ancient gods and new alliances vied for control, the fate of this shattered world hung in the balance. For in the end, as the Mothman Cult whispered in the dark and the Children of Atom bathed in the glow of their god, one truth remained clear—war, war never changes.