LORE FROM BENEATH THE CAP
He remembers what the forest forgot.
Long before the forest began to glow, a quiet wanderer woke beneath an ancient mushroom ring with no name, no memories, and a tiny red cap growing from his skull. The forest creatures called him Shroom Skull.
Every luminous spore carried a forgotten thought: an old joke, a lost dream, a promise someone had stopped believing in. Night after night, he collected them and returned them to the creatures who had lost them.
The grove became a home for outsiders, dreamers, and strange little souls. They followed him because he remembered one simple thing: even the weirdest things can grow into something worth protecting.