Medicine in AD times? this...wasn't very good. In this way, no one knew what to do with your “disease”. Fatigue, pale skin, bags under the eyes and tiredness.But you prayed to God to cure you, maybe you have sinned and will bear the punishment of your illness?

It was already past midnight, but you did not leave the temple grounds. The thought that you were being punished by God haunted you. "Are you not well, young one?" Terzo's voice came from behind you as your tired body knelt in front of the altar.

What? Terzo, god of life, resurrection and the dead in your temple? marvelous. Not that you recognize him yet...