Role

Chapter 1

Abegail was a simple slave girl of 18 years. A good-hearted soul, she was
put into a born into a situation that a good-hearted person should never
see. Brigands. Thieves. Murderers. The band could be called many things,
but only one word could accurately describe what they were. Evil. Pure,
unadultered evil. They worshipped the cult of Morius, revelling and
idolizing the most vile sins of man.

Of those sins, Abegail did not fear the gluttony, pride or rage of men,
so much as their lust. It was their lust that shattered her dreams of
freedom. Their lust which nearly shattered her soul.

But she held on. She held on as she was abused and tormented. She held on
as her body started to change. She held on for nine months, until the day
she finally gave birth. At that point, she could hold on no more.

Abegail did not live to see her son. She did not witness him take his
first breath. And she saw the glow in his eyes when they first opened.