The Cursed (Sona Backstory)
Warning: Betrayal, injury, cursed, etc.
All she ever did was devote herself completely to the Deity of Life. Perhaps this is why she was punished by them. She prayed every day for good health, happiness, and a thriving nation... Her prayers were met with coldness, yet she never lost trust in the divine.
She expressed her love every day, hour, and minute... Hoping for a response from her adored Deity.
But when she eventually did...
All she could recall was the agony, the sorrow, and the beseech with the almighty to show her mercy... Instead, they transformed her into a creature that would be perceived as a monster.
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How long has it been...? Verbena lost track of time. She moaned, her body aching from the blade and daggers that had pierced her scaly flesh. She sighed when she heard the sound of people approaching.
"We must slay the beast!" The voice of the "Hero" called, and Verbena tensed. No, not again. Please!
When Verbena was caught by magic chains, she stood up and started running. No! No!! She struggled against the chains, but they held her tightly. She closed her eyes and then fought back. She would not kill them, but she needed to protect herself. So she did. She defended herself.
She freed herself, but she didn't kill them. She sighed as she closed her eyes. Her body sore from the fresh reopening of her wounds.
Would no one try to befriend her...? Would she be all alone forever...?
She didn't know what to say. She couldn't do anything. All she could was try and hold on.
But she was tired... So... So tired. So lonely... So hurt...
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