Mara and Morok

People like me are called Maras—marked by the goddess of death, Morana, herself. Once upon a time, my six sisters and I had our own path.

Back then, people respected us and asked for mercy. They brought us offerings and prayed to us. But 200 years ago, everything changed when Prince Serata dared to raise his hand against one of us.

I tried to take revenge, but we all died. Now the rulers of Araken, mired in a long war with their neighbor Serat, have decided to bring me back to life. To give me a second chance at revenge and freedom, binding me to someone I will never turn against. People like him are called Morok, and they are feared by absolutely everyone.