I'm here to save the world, what are you doing?

But everything changed when she was seven years old.

In the year 5496 of the Holy Calendar, the weather conditions were excellent and vineyards across the empire had a bumper harvest.

On the eve of Octavia's seventh birthday, her father collected the most precious gifts from all over the empire, preparing to give his beloved daughter an unforgettable birthday celebration.

Octavia inherited her mother's astrological talent. Her mother was very happy and made a void stone pendant for her.

With this pendant, she can check the star map anytime and anywhere.

The entire palace was busy preparing for this grand celebration.

After all, she is the only daughter, and the emperor wants everyone in Splenda to celebrate her birthday.

But on the day before her birthday, Octavia begged her father to allow her to go out of the palace for a walk.

She wanted to see the city's decorations for the celebration and see for herself how the people of Splenda would celebrate her birthday.

The emperor could not refuse his daughter's request and had to send two of his most elite Sun Knights to escort her.

It was a sunny summer day, the sun was warm but not scorching, and the breeze blew gently in every corner of the city.

Octavia changed out of her gorgeous dress for something relatively plain, and walked joyfully through the streets of Splenda, accompanied by her knight.

The streets were decorated with lights and new decorations everywhere. The vendors enthusiastically showed her all kinds of exotic goods, unaware that this little girl in simple clothes was the noble Princess.

Octavia enjoyed this rare freedom and greedily breathed in the fresh air outside the palace walls.

Just then, a strange flute sound came into her ears.

It was a melody she had never heard before. It was neither the classical music played by court musicians nor the cheerful tune played by folk artists.

The music seemed to contain some kind of mysterious power. Octavia's eyes gradually became blank and her body involuntarily walked towards the source of the sound.

She followed the sound of the flute, walked through several winding alleys, and came to a remote corner.

There stood a girl who looked young but had an extraordinary temperament, with long silver hair and a pair of purple eyes, playing a golden flute.

fate.

The word popped into Octavia's mind for some reason.

When the girl stopped playing the flute and smiled at her, Octavia felt an inexplicable sense of intimacy, as if they were old friends who had met again after a long separation.

"Come on, little princess."

Chris extended her hand to her and said in a clear voice:

"I'll take you to a magical place."

Reason told Octavia that she should refuse and return to the Knight of the Burning Sun, but her body betrayed her will.

She numbly held out her hand and let Chris lead her out of the alley.

What was even more incredible was that the two Sun Knights following behind her were completely unaware of this, as if there was an invisible barrier blocking their perception.

The girl led Octavia through paths she had never seen before, and finally came to a door on the edge of the city.

The door was pushed open by the girl, and dazzling light flashed in Octavia's eyes, and her consciousness gradually became blurred.

When she regained consciousness, she was in an unfamiliar environment.

The decoration is old and gloomy, and the air is filled with damp and moldy smell.

A group of people in robes came and went, but no one noticed her in the corner.

Octavia recognized the crest painted on the wall; it was the symbol of the Chaos Cult.

In other words, he had entered the Chaos Cult's stronghold!

The demonic sound faded away, and Octavia finally regained her self-awareness.

Fear surged over her like a tide, and she looked around for a way to escape.

To her surprise, no one was guarding her, and even the girl who brought her here was nowhere to be seen.

Perhaps this is the perfect time to escape.

Octavia plucked up her courage and quietly slipped out of the gloomy underground while no one was paying attention.

The warm sunlight shone on her face again, and little Octavia felt relieved.

Even more fortunately, the people on the street still spoke the Imperial language. This was a small border town in the east.

Go home, she wants to go home!

I will never go out again! I will stay in the palace forever!

She ran through narrow alleys, through the bustling market, and finally found the local sheriff on the side of a road.

"please help me!"

She gasped to the sheriff:

"I am Octavia Basilius, the First Princess of the Empire! Daughter of Emperor Coccus!"

"I was brought here and need to return to Splenda immediately! Please help me, my father will definitely reward you handsomely!"

After saying this, she took out the item with the royal emblem on it and showed it to the sheriff.

However, just as she finished her words, a terrible thing happened.

A strange expression suddenly came over the sheriff's face, something like shock and fear.

Then, as Octavia watched in horror, the official's body began to glow from within, his skin becoming transparent before dissipating into thin air like ash.

"Witch!"

Passersby in the distance saw this scene and immediately screamed:

"She killed the sheriff!"

Octavia panicked and didn't understand what was happening.

She turned and fled, running aimlessly through the city.

Tears blurred her vision and fear gnawed at her heart.

She didn't believe that she would kill that person. There must be something wrong.

She found another sheriff and tried again to explain her situation.

However, when she revealed her true identity, the same terrible thing happened again and the official also turned into ashes.

"The witch is coming! The witch is killing people!"

Screams of terror spread throughout the town.

Soon, a group of angry people armed with sticks and stones began chasing the little girl who "brought disaster."

Octavia ran until she was exhausted and finally hid in a dark alley, curled up in a corner, sobbing silently.

She didn't understand why this happened, and didn't understand why she suddenly became a "witch" that everyone wanted to kill.

She missed her father's warm embrace, her mother's gentle smile, her brother's reliable eyes, and the feeling of beating her brother like a sandbag...

But now, all this is so far away from her.

"They can't find you."

A familiar voice came from the shadows.

The silver-haired girl appeared in front of her at some point. She still looked young, but exuded a calmness and wisdom that was not in line with her age.

She squatted down and gently wiped the tears from Octavia's face.

"Why is this happening?"

Octavia asked, choking with sobs:

"I just want to go home."

"Because fate has chosen you, my dear little princess."

A cunning glint flashed in the girl's eyes:

"The great Supreme Lord [Fate] has chosen you and placed the shackles of fate upon you."

"Your star will be obscured and cannot be seen by anyone—not even your mother."

"And any mortal who knows your true identity will be reduced to ashes like those officials."

"This is impossible!"

Octavia shook her head, unwilling to believe this horrible reality.

"You saw it with your own eyes."

There was a hint of pride in the girl's voice:

"This is the mighty power of the Supreme Being. Mortals cannot defy it."

"From now on, you can only walk on the path planned for you by the Weaver of Fate."

Octavia felt a despair she had never felt before.

She realizes she can never return to her former home, for anyone who learns her identity will be reduced to ash.

She couldn't even contact her family through letters because anyone who read them would face the same fate.

She became a princess cursed by fate, destined to walk alone in this world.

"why me?"

She asked quietly, her voice filled with confusion and sadness.

"Because you are special."

The girl stroked her hair and spoke softly.

But suddenly, she changed the subject:

"Of course, if you want to resist, there are ways."

"Become my student, and I will teach you the skill of peeking into fate."

"As for how to break free from the shackles of fate, you will know through revelation in the future."

Octavia didn't understand the meaning of these words, but she knew that she had no choice.

She followed the girl back to the Chaos Cult's stronghold and silently accepted her fate.

The girl's name is Chris, and she is a priest of the Broken Wheel faction of the Chaos Cult.

After a mysterious prayer ceremony, Octavia Basilius, the first princess of the empire, died that day.

In her place was a girl named Sanita Vilyati, a fallen member of the Chaos Cult, the chosen one of the Supreme Lord of Destiny.

Sanita's childhood had nothing to do with the palace, and her life became endless study and practice.

Chris taught her all-encompassing knowledge, taught her how to sense the trajectory of fate and how to interpret the language of the stars.

Because she is a student of the Chosen One and the Priest, Sanita enjoys extremely special treatment, a respected status, and can obtain more resources and attention.

But Chris is obviously not a good person. Not only does she disappear frequently, but every time she appears she brings Sanita some news that makes her upset.

A few months after joining the cult, her mother, who was already pregnant at the time of her disappearance, gave birth to her second sister, Maria.

Two years later, in 5498, she had a third sister, Plotina.

Oh yes, this year the Guardian of the East, Grand Duke Glade, also had a son.

The overjoyed Grand Duke Glade waved his hand and exempted the entire Eastern Territory from taxes for the whole year - even though he himself did not have the authority to do so and was severely criticized by the emperor for it.

But the Grand Duke himself didn't care about these things and directly used the Clovis family's wealth to make up for the tax shortfall that year. That year, the East was filled with a happy atmosphere.

In 5502, the eldest brother Caligula died suddenly at a banquet, and his death was extremely horrific.

...

Time flies, and sadness is gradually diluted by time.

Sanita learned to accept reality and learn to survive in this new identity.