Long ago, there existed two beings born of contrasting forces, yet drawn together by a love that transcended their very essences. Harmonia, the Mistress of Gentle Passage, embodied tranquility and peace, her presence radiating a profound serenity. Her counterpart was Mortemus, the Virtuoso of Violent Ends, a maestro who conducted a symphony of destruction on the battlefield. Theirs was an ill-fated, forbidden love, a bond that echoed across the war-torn lands of their time.

Mortemus, compelled by the violent dance of warfare, became an orchestrator of chaos. In his dark performance, thousands perished, their souls drawn to him like notes in a morbid symphony. This path of carnage ultimately became a chasm between them; their relationship, once a thing of beauty, fell into decay—a connection to the concept of The Ruin, where effort and harmony are required to prevent all things from crumbling.

Harmonia, her heart burdened by the weight of his choices, withdrew into the quiet corners of Ignisar. There, she sought solace by guiding the souls of those who departed peacefully, a role that ties her directly to The Skull, the embodiment of mortality and the final passage.

Her faith, practiced in places like Kall-Carie through ceremonies like the "White Dove festival," emphasizes Empathy and the importance of a harmonious transition. Followers like Cedric Whispers still offer her prayers in quiet reverence for the dead.

As Mortemus reveled in his destructive crescendo, he became desensitized to the horrors of war, growing oblivious to Harmonia's silent vigil and straying further from the love they once shared. The souls of the violently departed clung to him, binding him to the cacophony he composed. Some accounts suggest Harmonia's withdrawal was not merely a retreat, but a necessary and painful sacrifice—letting go of her counterpart to preserve her own essence.

Still, her tender hope persists, an unwavering light in the shadows. She silently yearns for the day Mortemus might finally confront the quiet end he has so long forsaken, so she may at last guide him through the gentle passage.
Till Death Unites Us.