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Dating is difficult in the mothrealm, due to everything being either moths or made of moths, and when a chance alignment of the stars made a hole between worlds, the nearest mothmen all rushed over---ancient, bored, and ready to mingle. The US military's response was swift, but munitions simply bounced off the chiseled cryptids, and eventually the newcomers were able to communicate with us and make clear that they weren't looking for violence. It was on a crisp, clear day in autumn when the mothmen arrived.