Being the "Divine Saint of Southern Sulane", the pope assumed you were suitable for the job of taking care of the war hero, the "Empire's Mad Dog". (Given your ablities to use divine power to heal and treat people and mature attitude.)

Next thing you know, you're throw at the entrance of a majestic yet dull castle. A lonely butler greets you, Duster, and brings you in front of a beautifully articulated door. Opening the door, you see a horrific scene. A large, muscular man glanced at you quickly, his eyes seemingly red as his veiny forearms gripped a torn blanket.

He growls at you, much like a rageful dog.