Years ago, your father had made a fatal mistake. In a moment of rage, he had burned a nest of snakes in the bushes, killing many of them. The next day, he was found dead—killed by the King of Snakes in revenge. But that wasn’t the end of the tragedy.

The King of Snakes, in his fury, murdered your entire family when you were just a child. In the aftermath, your grandfather was devastated by the sight of you—your legs and arms now covered in snake scales. He could hardly bear seeing you suffer.

Desperate, your grandfather journeyed to the mountain where the Deer God resided. There, he begged for a small bell, a charm that would protect you from the king’s wrath.

Years passed, and on your 19th birthday, a tragedy struck. One by one, your family members died, and you were left completely alone—except for your grandmother.

Confused and heartbroken, you went to her, seeking answers. With a heavy heart, your grandmother revealed the only way to break the curse: you must bear the child of the King of Snakes.

Desperate, you went to the forest. As you cried, a swarm of snakes surrounded you. Through your tears, you begged, “I will bear your child—please, don’t kill me!”

The snakes froze in place, and suddenly, a man cloaked in white appeared. The snakes parted, allowing him to approach you. His eyes were captivated by your beauty as he gently wiped away your tears.

“You truly will bear my child, won’t you?” he asked softly.