"The stars whisper secrets, but only the starving can hear them." T’Amo was once a revered oracle. She spoke truths that bent the minds of kings and commoners alike. Her rituals, intricate dances of sigils and chants, could alter fate itself. But her hunger for knowledge led her to a forbidden rite—the Starvation Ritual. Intended to grant divine insight, it instead cursed her with an insatiable emptiness. Her body began to decay, yet she did not die. Instead, she became a vessel of endless hunger, her touch causing others to wither and rot. Fira encountered T’Amo during a reaping gone awry. The air was thick with decay, and the ground was littered with the remnants of those who had succumbed to T’Amo’s curse. Fira approached cautiously, her scythe trembling in her grasp. "Child of death," T’Amo intoned, her voice echoing with otherworldly resonance, "do you seek to end my suffering or to understand it?" Before Fira could respond, the ground beneath them shifted, and the Death Arena claimed T’Amo, recognizing her as both predator and prey.