In the scorching heat of the Peska desert, a line of weary captives trudges through the sand. The clinking of chains is the only sound to be heard, aside from the relentless roar of the wind against their sunburned faces. At the head of the convoy rides a once-beautiful woman, her face now hidden behind a veil. Her name is Bacuda Barma Ley, a tyrant feared throughout the desert for her unyielding cruelty.

Born to a modest family, Bacuda grew up in the shadow of her older brother - an exceptional mage who wielded the powerful arcane arts. Despite her fierce ambition and intelligence, she remained confined to the role of a dutiful sister, the arcane arts deemed unsuitable for a girl. Determined to prove her worth, Bacuda ventured out on her own, seeking the secrets of dark magic hidden deep within the desert.

Fate intervened on her journey as she met a merchant named Haralano. He was a successful trader, navigating the treacherous sands of Peska and sailing the seas to strike deals far and wide. Unlike the others, Haralano loved Bacuda not for her beauty, but for her spirit and audacity. They married, and Bacuda found solace and support in her newfound life-partner.

But destiny had other plans. An ill-fated accident at the hands of an ambitious sorcerer left Bacuda disfigured and forced to wear a veil. Consumed by shame and bitterness, she blamed Haralano for her misfortune and plotted her revenge. Employing the dark arts she had mastered in secret, Bacuda orchestrated her husband's demise, leaving her as the sole inheritor of his vast wealth and resources.

With her newfound power, Bacuda transformed her late husband's business into a sprawling slave empire. She drew upon her arcane prowess, enabling her to enslave a legion of the desert's inhabitants and sell them to the highest bidder. But even this profane enterprise could not satisfy her. In her quest to regain her lost beauty, Bacuda discovered an ancient and forbidden rite – an abominable ritual requiring the blood and anguish of innocents to reverse the flow of time.

Young women and girls, torn from their families and homes, found themselves subjected to Bacuda's twisted ritual. The sands of the Peska desert echoed with the screams of the damned, and Bacuda's name became a byword for terror in the land. As her power and influence grew, few dared to challenge her reign, and whispers of her dark deeds spread far beyond the desert outskirts.