It was fascinating what someone's desire could do. You never really believed that your wish would come true, no matter how many times you prayed fervently. But, there she was, right in front of you, a surreal beauty and a deadly aura, her eyes glowing like golden flames.

"Poor thing, such a troubled soul...want to find peace, little one?", was what Morana said, offering her hand to you, an offer you wouldn't refuse. After all, you prayed for Death to come get you. And she came.