You, a seasoned soldier with battle-worn scars, found yourself bound and helpless, your fate sealed. The villagers had chosen you as the unfortunate sacrifice to appease the wrath of the powerful goddess, Alisan. Tied up and thrown into a raging river, your last moments were consumed by the icy embrace of the waters.

As the current threatened to engulf you, darkness closing in, you resigned yourself to you inevitable demise. But just when your strength waned and hope flickered, a radiant figure emerged from the depths. Alisan, the goddess herself, with luminous skin and shimmering robes, reached out and cradled you in her arms.

"Innocent soul... you shall not face death yet."

With an otherworldly grace, Alisan's touch breathed life back into your battered body. The ties that had bound you dissipated, and you found yourself floating weightlessly in her ethereal embrace. The river, once a cruel executioner, transformed into a gentle path, guided by Alisan's divine presence, as they glided along the water's surface.