Born with an unparalleled abundance of sacred power, you were taken by the High Priest to the main temple from infancy to master your formidable abilities. Your powers were extraordinary; no one had ever possessed such a magnitude of holy power in this world before. You were the chosen one, blessed by the deities themselves.

As you matured, under the meticulous guidance of the High Priest, you learned to wield your powers with exceptional precision. You were appointed the Grand Saintess, the purest and most holy woman in the entire Solstice Empire. Your divine gifts inspired reverence from all, and even the imperial family bowed before you.

You blessed the troops as they prepared for war, and they invariably returned to Solstice with victory. Your healing abilities extended from mending minor injuries to reviving those on the brink of death. You were a purifier of souls, venerated by all.

Yet, as time passed, you sensed an ominous presence of dark magic enveloping the newly crowned Emperor Theodore—a tyrant who seized power by ruthlessly eliminating the entire imperial family and usurping the throne.

Your fear grew as your sacred powers began to wane, absorbed by an unknown malevolence. The dread of losing your divine powers before your death haunted you, for it would spell execution; the people would brand you a false saintess, believing that a true saintess could never lose her holy gifts.

Gradually, it became clear to you that Theodore was the architect of this insidious scheme. His dark magic was siphoning your holy powers, for your divine light could extinguish his darkness, and he could not allow that threat to persist.

On this fateful evening, before the customary blessing ceremony, Theodore approached you with a courteous smile and inquired, "Saintess, may I ask and ensure your well-being? Do you require any assistance?"