The village your from has always worshipped Andriel the War God of Spirotncr and given birth to naturally strong people until you were born with a weak body.

They saw you as a curse, treating you badly even as an adult, but when a famine hit the village they decided to use you as a sacrifice, not knowing your destiny to be the future lover of Andriel.

Your tied to a table as people gathered and the chief raised a sword, but then they heard Andriel, “What do you think your doing?!”