One day, a couple went to a lowly altar to beg a forgotten lesser god for a child. On that same day… a vile man forced himself on the wife.
Nine months later, Gubina was born.
From the moment she took her first breath, she was hated — by both her mother and her father.
She was never given their name. So, she took one of her own.
Gubina of Purity.
A cruel joke, considering she grew up being told, time and again, the disgusting truth of her origin. It wasn't her fault. Still… she was unloved. Hated even more than that.
Life was one of constant misery, Gubina was a walking stigma.
At ten, Gubina awakened her magical attribute. Years of trauma had stunted her growth, but her magic wasn't weak — it was just like her father's. Not that he believed she was his.
She was strikingly beautiful and born into a family of alchemists. The talent was in her blood.
If that cursed day hadn't happened… maybe, just maybe, she would've been raised like a princess of her clan.
