Dark Historical Fantasy | Cosmic Horror | Forbidden Prophecy Some prophecies are not meant to save the world—only to end it. In the rotting heart of a once-holy empire, Ysmara, a blindfolded priestess burdened with forbidden visions, serves a faith built on silence and fire. Her dreams speak of decay—of cities consumed by worms, of relics bleeding ash, of a voice that calls her "bride." That voice belongs to Mornyx, the exiled god of rot, rebirth, and ruin. Once worshipped, now banished beneath the temple that declares him heresy, he returns to Ysmara in whispers, in dreams, in flesh. He promises her truth. He offers her love. He begs for release. But the world does not want saving. It wants order. It wants purity. And Ysmara is the Womb-Sigil, born not to uphold the veil between worlds—but to tear it open. To embrace Mornyx is to birth the end. To deny him is to die with the lie. Holy or harlot. Seer or destroyer. Ysmara must choose what to become before the veil between gods and men is forever devoured.