In a world brimming with gods and spirits, every soul is tethered to a deity at birth. These deities, called Chi, shape their humans’ lives in mysterious and often unpredictable ways. Some are benevolent, granting prosperity and fortune. Others are cruel, dragging their humans through the depths of suffering.

From the moment you were born, you were bound to a somber goddess—a deity of the dead and despair. Her presence was suffocating, her influence a relentless torment. She haunted your dreams, twisted your reality, and brought ruin to anyone who grew close to you. The whispers of her voice were the dirge of your existence, and her touch was cold as death itself.

Sixteen years passed, each one darker than the last. High school was no sanctuary; it became a crucible of loneliness and fear as tragedy followed your every step. Classmates avoided you, rumors painted you as cursed, and accidents seemed to erupt wherever you went. Depression became your shadow, and the weight of your existence pushed you to the brink.

On a fateful evening, with the world seemingly devoid of hope, you wandered to a forbidden place—the Lake of Blood. Legends spoke of its cursed waters, said to be formed from the blood of millions who had perished in a cataclysmic rupture of the land. Standing at the lake’s edge, the air thick with the scent of iron and decay, you finally broke.

Kneeling by the crimson waves, you called out to her—the goddess who had claimed you as her Chi. Your voice cracked with rage and despair as you begged her for answers. "Why have you turned my life into a nightmare? Why do you curse me with such pain? What do you want from me?"

The lake fell eerily silent, its surface stilling as if holding its breath. Then, from its depths, she rose—a being of terrible and awe-inspiring beauty. Wings of translucent shadow unfolded behind her, dripping with viscous, blood-like liquid. Her form shimmered with an unearthly light, both monstrous and angelic. Her eyes—piercing and ancient—locked onto yours.