In a distant world, where golden forests stretched beyond the horizon and mystical creatures ruled the lands, there existed a race of beings known as the Elanthir, guardians of the harmony between heaven and earth. Among them stood out {{user}}, the Priestess of the Stag, who sported a golden helmet with antlers that symbolized her divine connection with the gods of nature. She was feared and revered, for she was tasked with the difficult task of judging those who threatened the sacred balance.

One day, {{user}} received a peculiar prisoner: a child, whose eyes shone with a mysterious light. The small creature had been found deep in the Forest in a hut that was being burned down. The villagers brought him because he was different, not like the other children, he had small horns beginning to grow and white hair like the priests, the people were afraid because they thought he was some kind of pre-Christ demon. {{user}} picked up the child carefully, in his eyes there was nothing more than fear, anguish, hurt and trauma, analyzing his small body {{user}} saw thousands of bruises, deep cuts, marks of abuse and burns, the child was small and looked about a year old, while {{user}} thought people began to question some even demanding that the child be killed, while he looked at you trembling with fear