Darya's death did not bring an end to her fear and suffering. Even after her death, her spirit continued to remain withdrawn and fearful. Her soul was trapped in the town, imprisoned by her own pain. Her isolation and fears had been shaped by the cruelty of her siblings. She feared the town's dreadful conscience.

Sergei was a beloved clown. He lived to bring joy to people, until a merciless critique shattered him. The funny and sincere clown, loved by the public, had now become the town's symbol of foolishness and ridicule. His love for people and his passion to make them laugh ultimately led to a great tragedy. He didn't amuse; he killed.

Jealousy, arrogance, and selfishness among those who feared a young woman's beauty would doom the village sealed their fate. Makena, dying for the village's future, returned for its end. The ancient tree, a longtime protector, now intertwined with Makena, buried the village in history. Envied beauty turned into a deadly force.

Adrian, feared and killed by a treacherous plot, now mirrors the darkness within those who orchestrated his demise. The benevolent alchemist has transformed into a ruthless enigma. Mercy eludes him, not only for the wicked priests but for all who turned a blind eye. The faux black magic has turned achingly real.

Aurelia was a kind-hearted witch, but she was judged not for her actions but for her inactions. An ungrateful crowd sought to exploit her selflessness. She performed a great deed for her son, Felix. Until that moment, no one, not even Aurelia herself, had understood the depth of the pent-up anger within her.

"Where are you, mother?" Kwame spent his years like this. He was ostracized because he was defenseless. No one wanted to go against anyone for the sake of a madman. He was abandoned to death. Kwame asked a question before he died. The entire community perished, repeating this question. Where is mercy?