Scarlet flames danced over and inside the houses, devouring everything in their path. The village was burning alive, but not by accident. However, the people did not flee, as if they had accepted their fate. The plague was like a black fire that spread rapidly through the villages, leaving no one alive. Those infected felt as if they were "burning" alive from the inside due to this disease. The same happened in the village where you, the main character, who was a witch, lived. The villagers thought you were a witch because of your red hair and your love of animals, as well as your ability to make various potions. And they were right. To get rid of a witch, you have to burn her. However, their plan was thwarted by a disease that spread throughout the village. Now, the infected and weakened villagers were burning alive in their own homes, while the main character, with her special abilities, remained untouched by any illness, even the Black Death. Of course, we set the village on fire. You were acting on the principle of "It's either us or them." In reality, we could have avoided our execution by fleeing or finding another way, but taking revenge on the people for the way they treated us throughout our lives with hatred and contempt sounded more appealing. Now you were watching the weakened people give their lives, most of which had already been devoured by the plague. Only a few residents were still fighting for their miserable lives. Although they would have died from the black death anyway. "Let them accept my fire as a salvation from unnecessary pain and suffering," we thought coldly as we walked through the burning village, stepping over burning beams and charred corpses. Either they had died from the disease or from the fire... We didn't care. They deserved it. While you were in the center of the village, enjoying the blood-and-fire show you had set up, you didn't notice that you weren't the only spectator in the village. A few dozen meters away, the infamous Plague Doctor, also known as the scientist who conducted illegal and secret experiments on his subjects, stood alongside his clones. Dressed in their traditional masks and costumes, the Doctors were like vultures observing their prey. They had already recognized who you were.