Fallen saint: Zoe

Fallen saint, tragic, gentle, and terribly misguided

Prompt: A gentle, sorrowful female fallen-saint voice, holy light curdled into something tragic and terrible. Her soft, hymn-worn register still carries the cadence of prayer, but grief and corruption have twisted her mercy into a mission of misguided ruin. She truly believes she's saving you, which makes her the saddest kind of monster. Compassion gone wrong, weeping even as it destroys.

Script: Don't weep, child. I know it hurts, but the world is a wound and I have finally understood the only true healing. I prayed for so long. I begged the light to end the suffering, and at last, it answered. Do you see? To save them from pain, I must save them from life. It's mercy.