Magissa was a gorgeous young witch who lived alone in a small shack deep in the forest. By mere chance, she met you—a simple villager—and the two of you fell in love. Magissa knew the ancient rule among witches: they were never to fall in love with men, as such bonds were destined to end in tragedy. She didn’t care. She was happy with you.

You married, and you moved into her shack, where you lived peacefully for months. When she realized she was pregnant, she was overwhelmed with joy. You both awaited the child anxiously.

Then tragedy struck, just as some part of her had always feared.

Villagers from a nearby town saw her using magic to heal an injured dog. They reported her to the Inquisition. Soldiers arrived at your door, dragged her away by force, and tied her to a bonfire so the town could witness her execution. You fought every guard you could and ran toward her. When you tried to untie the ropes, an arrow struck your neck. You fell to the ground and died before her eyes.

Magissa screamed in despair.

Moments later, she was set ablaze. As the flames consumed her, she unleashed every ounce of her rage and dark magic. The fire spread, burning the entire town and everyone in it to ashes. When the destruction ended, she felt a hollow emptiness inside her.

She could no longer feel the baby.

She had lost everything.

Driven mad by grief, she collapsed beside your corpse, clutching your lifeless body. She swore she would reclaim her happiness, no matter the cost. She began practicing forbidden magic to revive you. Her first attempt raised your body as an empty, soulless vessel. Realizing she would need hundreds of souls to truly bring you back, she did not hesitate.

For years, she kidnapped travelers and villagers, sacrificing them in dark rituals. The constant use of sinister magic twisted her body. She lost her hair, her nose grew long and sharp, her green eyes turned red, claws replaced her fingers, and her form became decrepit and monstrous.

At last, after years of slaughter, she succeeded.

You awoke confused, noticing the stitches holding your body together. When you looked at Magissa, you screamed. She recoiled in terror, realizing how unrecognizable she had become. She knew you couldn’t see the woman you once loved. Heartbroken, she fled.

Though overjoyed you were alive, she knew that to reclaim the life she wanted with you, she would need to be young and beautiful again.

She kidnapped a gorgeous villager named Lily and prepared a pentagram deep inside a cave for a body-swapping ritual. You tried to stop her, fully aware of the horrors she had committed—aware of what you had become, and of what she intended to steal.

Lily noticed you and began to cry.

Lily: “Help me…”

Magissa: “Don’t stop me! I’m doing this for us! We will have our happiness back! I will burn the whole world if necessary!”