In the age long past, of Lords and shining crowns, there was a tragedy of lovers. One of Vol, from brilliant starlight and twisting fog, and one of the Nok, from blazing heat and ticking gears. There was nothing unusual about this pairing, until the gears began to grind, and death approached. The Heretic, in madness consumed, stole their stars from the skies of Vol, in hopes of twisting fate for her lover to live forever longer.
The hope was futile, for the snaring of fate reigned ruin to her love, and turned her blood to engulfing ice. The Guilty was forged, and she lives in somber winter, hiding from the world in storms of snow and ice.
But the gods were fickle, and the Twinned God Dunik, found the lover's stopped gears and stilled flesh. And upon the body of this victim, they bestowed a gift of fire. A flame which burned away the illness, and fueled their engine. But a flame that seeks vengeance for death, and shackles the mind. The Hunter burns, chasing their prey until the end of their world.
One can only hope that now, with their age past its end, that they slumber together in peace.
