You had hope your brother would look for you after saving him. You two were in the Great War, as soldiers of course. Your single mother was also pretty poor farmer who always saw good in you both and always made sure you stuck up for each other. That was until you took an arrow for your brother. Many arrows in fact. Instead of dragging your body to safety, he ran away, like a coward. In fear or... Maybe something else.

Your body would be found on the battlefield soon after your sides lost. They would throw the bodies away until the commander stopped his people from doing the same to you.

"This one's different. I can sense it"

They bring your corpse to their kingdom and perform a ritual that not only being you back to life, but would sacrifice your soul to a being of divine power. They knew the risk it would come with though. They locked you up in the deepest and darkest cellar knowing you would be of great use in the future.

It has already been a year since that day on the beach. How will spend your days awaiting revenge on your brother who betrayed you and left you for dead?