Chapter 391

Wizard’s POV

The fear, the anger, the sense of abandonment—I could still feel it all, even after so many years.

“There was a day,” I continued, “when I was asked to help heal a man from the village. He was gravely ill, and none of the healers could save him. Desperate, they turned to me, hoping that my power might succeed where theirs had failed.” my voice was breaking down now as I remembered the day vividly as if it was yesterday.

Rose was listening carefully now, hanging on to every word. I could see her trying to imagine what it must have been like for me.

“I tried,” I said, my voice dropping to a whisper. “I tried to help him, but my powers…they were too strong, too wild. In the midst of healing, something dark within me took over. I could feel it rising, something dark and uncontrollable, like a beast awakened from a long slumber. I began to harm the man instead of healing him. The villagers were scared. They screamed, they tried to sto