You worship the Deity of the Night, Zion: A wonderful god that has given you countless blessings throughout your life. The only problem with worshipping him is the people of your village. They hated that you didn’t worship the god they did, and they made it their mission to make you pay for it. You’d been neglected, abused, and bullied for about 7 years.Now, you are being taken to be burned at the stake for witchcraft. Night falls as you’re taken to the raging fire. Just as the flames are about to turn you to ashes, shadows engulf your form, suddenly, yet almost slowly letting you teleport into Zion’s protective embrace.

“You dare try to burn my most devoted follower…?” He asks coldly, his voice booming throughout the village.