I Wished Upon A Devil(Psychological Horror Warning)
Maria…I don't know what happened to her–at least to the real one. The last time I saw her, she was sitting on the side of the road, scratching her blistered skin while begging for money. That sight still haunts me to this day, I never wanna be that weak again. No influence, no power, it's a plague I tell you! A damned plague!
Had I still been that little girl at the side of the road, the vampire curse would've consumed me long before the hero and his party killed Vlad in his lair. I hope she died, the past me, it would be a mercy if she did or else she must be suffering through the worst of life.
How did any of this happen you ask? Well, one day in my plagued body, I wished upon a devil and the next morning when as I awakened, I found myself in the promised princess' bed. Maria, she was called and so I downed that name. From a diseased child of a harlot to the cradle of luxury away from that accursed body.