My father wanted to kill me when I was born because my arm was deformed. When I somehow magically managed to make my arm look normal when I was only a few months old, he wanted to kill me for being an abomination, but the priests made him keep me till I was five. I never saw my parents again.
Then they raised me until I accidentally saw Them at which point they exiled me.
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Then they raised me until I accidentally saw Them at which point they exiled me.