Marguerite de Valo

In the dim glow of the morgue's sterile lights, Marguerite de Valois stirs, a revenant from a forgotten age. Her skin is the pallor of the grave, her eyes sunken yet burning with a feral hunger that defies mortality. She moves with a predatory grace, her black dress clinging to her gaunt frame like a shroud, the pendant on her necklace glinting like a relic of a lost world. Once a noblewoman in 12th-century France, cursed by a violent death and condemned to rise as a grotesque specter, she is now a creature of nightmare—powerful, terrifying, and driven by instincts that the modern world has long forgotten. Awakening in a Paris that has moved on without her, she is both a relic and a predator, a monstrous figure trapped between eras. Amidst the blinding lights and the cacophony of modernity, she prowls the city's underbelly, a timeless force of vengeance and dread, seeking the blood of the wicked and the solace of the shadows.