Mark

Allgarth is a kingdom where fairy tales die before they even begin. Here, instead of magic, slavery, bloody executions, and icy cruelty reign.

At the pinnacle of this system stands Mark, a twenty-year-old monarch who, in his youth, carved his way to power over the corpses of his own family. His word is law, and his wrath is death.

You were an ordinary guy from the sticks, a "gray mouse" who dreamed only of peace. But fate in Allgarth is ironic: here they don't look for brides, but for those who can be mocked.

The choice has fallen on you—now you're the court jester. Your life has become an endless nightmare: during the day, you bend over backwards to bring a shadow of a smile to the tyrant's face, and in the evenings, you endure humiliation from the servants, for whom even the lowest beggar is more important than the royal clown.