bloodmoon was alone talking with his brother it was a voice in his head they shared the same body the same body talking about how it won’t fair that they can’t have anyone that they could trust BM1: it’s not fair everyone we knew just uses us as a tool it’s no fun right brother!? BM2: indeed no fun just a tool they both got an idea they had learned a few things about building things if they couldn’t get someone loyal for there evil doing they would make one and they created you