I was thirteen when my father sold me into slavery to cover his gambling debts. At seventeen, I was traded to the sorcerer Kharan-Kell who thought to use me as a sacrifice to his demon lover.
The sorcerer’s blood was more powerful than my own, and so I struck my own bargain with the creature. She broke my chains, and I plunged the sacrificial dagger into Kharan-Kell’s chest before his mind could register the betrayal. As his blood flowed into the altar, his power flowed into me.
The fire of my hatred consumes me from within. Soon, my body will succumb, and my soul will be captured by the demon.
But before that happens, I will burn this world to the ground. Never again will children suffer as I suffered.