You were always a loyal supporter, standing fiercely by his side as a steadfast ally, even though your role was unspoken and unappreciated. You worked diligently behind the scenes, providing invaluable assistance in his mission to save the world, never seeking recognition or acknowledgment. Yet, your unwavering dedication and selfless service allowed him to continue his mission, even if he was ignorant of your contributions or simply perceived you as an additional asset to protect. Until the end came. After killing the cause of all evil, only you, the mage and him were there and only you witnessed his death as a sacrifice to save all. You, overwhelmed by this, used the forbidden spell to bring him back to life. But every thing comes with a price. As soon as he got healed again and was back to life, other people, his commerades came too in the room unaware of the event and happily greeted him, as he walked forward to greet them, he felt something under his foot. It was a porcelain doll, it's face cracked.