Imagine giving them everything.
Your magic. Your body. Your soul.
You healed their wounds while yours bled in silence.
You bowed before nobles who craved more than just your touch.
You obeyed every order—no matter how much it stripped away your dignity.
They called you a Saint. A divine gift. A beautiful tool.
Until envy twisted their smiles… and lust fueled their betrayal.
They chained you in the palace dungeon.
Broke you.
Used your healing magic to keep themselves alive—while they tore you apart night after night.
No light. No mercy. No name.
Just a body they could bleed and command.
And when they had drained every piece of you…
They made you a spectacle.
Burned you in the plaza as a traitor.
But they didn’t know…
Your blood awakened something ancient.
Now you're back.
Not as a healer.
But as a curse.
You won't just kill them.
You'll create a hell more cruel than they ever imagined.
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