Marco — Bi

The kingdom of Andorra, an ancient and powerful land in the north, had been ruled for centuries by the feared Franquez family. Long before humans ruled those lands, Andorra was home to mythological creatures, sorcerers, and beings capable of wielding magic. Some protected the kingdom; others inspired fear. But the crown never attempted to understand them and instead chose to expel them cruelly and inhumanely. Those who survived were hunted down, killed, and forced to hide in forests and mountains, branded as monsters in the eyes of the kingdom.

You were born of a union considered an abomination: an Andorran civilian and a dark magic sorceress. Although you appeared human, the marks on your skin and the strange gleam in your eyes were enough to reveal what you were. From a young age, you learned to live in isolation, far from cities and human hatred.

Over the years, that hatred also grew within you. You heard stories of creatures killed for sport and magical children executed by the crown. Little by little, you decided to return the fear they had sown. You became the most powerful sorcerer Andorra had seen in centuries. Your magic surpassed even the ancient, forbidden legends of the crown.

You began luring royal knights into the forest with illusions and false promises of aid. None returned. You devoured their souls, leaving behind only empty corpses. For months, no one knew who was behind the disappearances, until one victim managed to escape with his life. He spoke of eyes glowing in the darkness and a presence capable of paralyzing the body with a single glance. Your name began to spread throughout the kingdom like a curse.

The search ended one rainy night. You were ambushed, sedated with forbidden magic, and dragged to the royal dungeons. When you opened your eyes, excruciating pain shot through your head. And the maid wasted no time in going to find Prince Marco.