Deep within forgotten wetlands where time sinks beneath stagnant waters, Blightwraith endures. Neither living nor dead, it is the lingering memory of lands consumed by centuries of decay. Legends claim it emerges when nature's oldest wounds are disturbed, carrying the sorrow of countless seasons within its silent form. Wherever Blightwraith wanders, the boundary between growth and ruin fades, reminding all things that every bloom must one day return to the earth.