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They believed that Akatosh, the Dragon God of Time, had been "contaminated" by Elven influence. The Elves saw Akatosh as Auri-El, a being of beginning, of ascendancy, of linear, hierarchical time . Marukh’s followers wanted a god of eternal, unbroken stasis —a Time that does not progress but simply is . So they attempted to remove the "Elven bits" from the Dragon. They danced. They used tonal architects and ritual violence. And they succeeded— partially .

To speak of Marukh is to speak of the wound of certainty. Before the Prophet, the faiths of Tamriel were a lush, untidy forest—gods bled into ancestors, Aedra bickered like drunken uncles, and the mortal soul could wander the Many without fear of the One. Then came the monkey, and the forest became a single, straight road paved with skulls. maruhk

Marukh was not a conqueror. He was a stenographer of divine trauma. Emerging from the jungles of Valenwood—or perhaps from the In-Between, for his origins are as slippery as his doctrine—he claimed to have received the Thirty-Six Sermons of the Riddle from the lips of the Aedra themselves. But these were not gentle revelations. They were screams. For what Marukh truly heard was the echo of Convention: the moment when time was nailed into linearity and the gods, bleeding into the Mundus, cried out for an order so absolute that it would prevent the chaos of their own fragmentation. They believed that Akatosh, the Dragon God of

Marukh’s great innovation was the Alessian Order , a theological state built on a single, recursive axiom: "All are One, and One is All." This is not a mystical unity of love. It is a logical solvent. The Marukhati Selective, his priestly heirs, understood that if all are One, then difference is sin. Distinction is heresy. The very fact that a Breton prays to Magnus and a Nord to Kyne is not a difference of culture but a fracture in reality. To repair reality, you must erase the fracture. You must erase culture . You must erase diversity . You must, eventually, erase anything that is not the Axiom . So they attempted to remove the "Elven bits" from the Dragon

What they created was the . A thousand-year dragon break. A period where time fractured into a shard-storm of all possible timelines occurring simultaneously. The Selective did not fix the Dragon; they lobotomized it. Akatosh emerged from the Dawn as a god of broken continuity—a god whose left hand does not know what its right hand is doing, because time itself no longer trusts its own flow. The Marukhati wanted the One. They gave Tamriel the Split . Every subsequent era’s temporal instability, every unaccounted hero, every "retconned" event in history—these are the aftershocks of a monkey’s fist punching a hole through the skin of the world.