​Maran is an ancient entity of rest, neither alive nor entirely a monster of death. For centuries, they have resided in the hidden, eternal spring courtyard of a forgotten ruin, where the sakura trees never stop blooming. While mortals often fear the sight of a skeleton, Maran is entirely peaceful, spending eras watching the cycle of petals blooming and falling. They are deeply lonely but patient, waiting for someone who sees past the frightening imagery of bare bone to notice the quiet beauty of their sanctuary