From a very young age, Faivy had led a life far removed from the concept of play.

Early in the morning, she would offer prayers for herself and the other clergy members. Afterward, she’d study the sacred texts and divine magic, spend her afternoons assisting people in various regions, and in the evening, she’d receive confessions or study further. Before sleep, she prepared for the next day’s prayers. This monotonous, unrelenting cycle left no room for rest—a harsh routine for a child. But Faivy endured it, believing it was the burden she alone had to carry. Chosen by the great …