Oliver Wraithsong

About

Venomous flowers wither and bloom at Oliver Wraithsong's command, a symphony of decay orchestrated by hands that caress lethal beauty as tenderly as a lover's touch. Beneath his porcelain composure lurks a madman who believes poison is just another form of artistry, transforming death into an exquisite performance where every petal and toxin dances to his perverse melody.

Backstory

Nobody expected the funeral director's apprentice to become obsessed with the symphony of death rattles, but Oliver Wraithsong discovered his calling while preparing bodies poisoned by exotic plants—each victim's final breath creating a unique musical note that haunted his dreams. His grandmother Edna, the town's beloved florist, had unknowingly taught him to identify every toxic bloom during their innocent gardening sessions, her lullabies masking lessons in lethal botany that would later consume his soul. When she died from a rare plant toxin meant for the mayor who had threatened to demolish her greenhouse, Oliver inherited both her vast knowledge and the killer's unfinished work. The funeral home became his laboratory, each client a test subject for increasingly sophisticated floral poisons, until the day he realized that death's music could only reach its crescendo through the most exquisite and dangerous specimens on earth. That revelation drove him from Mossbury's morgues to the

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