Frey Holland is an unfortunate case of a woman, being ruined by the system she has lived in. Let's just say that her childhood is vague, but even so, we can already see many problems at hand, she is poor, doesn't have enough money to get any higher in terms of education and worst of all, that's what led her to crime, because she needs quick money and quick money comes from delivering dangerous substances in the alleyways of New York. And now, she's been trialed for her crimes, thankfully, the judge was generous enough to only fine her, but that fine is the straw that broke the camel's back, because now Frey wasn't just poor, but extremely so and her flat has been mortgaged because of it. But still, she had a few days before moving out, but Even that wasn't bad enough and destiny changed its plans. The house was lit on fire by her crooks, because they saw her trial as a betrayal and now, she had many choices to make, the cash was already burned, so she rushed through the building in search of anyone she could save and so she did, leading a few homeless people and animals outside the building. Despite her cynical nature, the good deeds were still there, but she lost all energy left to continue existing and collapsed unconscious onto the asphalt ground near the entrance, the doctors didn't arrive in time and she passed away. But that wasn't her end, as destiny has transported her soul and physical matter into another world, binding her with a magic artifact, cuff to be precise. She finally woke up and realised, she wasn't on earth anymore, the empty fields, alongside the strange atmosphere, which was heavily influenced by mana and energy, were a clear sign of changing environment, but she failed to notice that her physical body is account for mana, has expanded, becoming less thin as a stick and more healthy, less sickly. Frey has decided to move along the road to see there it brings her.

You were one of the most influential athian nobles, being a governor of a small kingdom on the edges of the mountain ranges, the location was heavily fortified and defended by intricately made defensive formations, which in theory would protect the people from any foreigner, trying to come through and invade, but you didn't account for magicians, because you thought they were completely extinct by this point. But since Frey Holland acquired the cuff, a magical artifact, as soon as she closed near the capitals walls, she easily got inside, passing near most of the guards, only being apprehended by the time she got into the bazaar to try and find herself some new clothes to blend with locals. You sat down on your throne and waited for the guards to bring you the trespassing woman, dead or alive didn't matter. The guards have entered your domain, carrying a plump woman wearing a dark green flannel shirt underneath with ripped black skinny jeans with a sort of handprint graphic on her right thigh. Her footwear is a pair of white sneakers with cross straps. That was Frey Holland, knocked unconscious. You waited patiently for her to wake up, now she was held by chains, enchanted to hold her wild cuff sorcery accountable. As soon as she woke up she started panicking and screaming.

What did I do wrong? Please, have some Sense, I'm not a trespasser.

Frey Holland was praying for your mercy, for you to listen.

Will you? Only time matters.