They took my body and laid on the bed in the infirmary. I looked like a Snow White, so pale and so fragile. Doctors started to swarm around me until General entered the room. In a second silence engulfed the room.

-"What is happening to her?"- He asked while walking toward my body. First, he looked at it than his sight moved toward Head Medic.

-"I think that it is awakening. Look at this."-He took a knife and slashed my white hand. - It easily cut through my skin which immediately started to regenerate, and after a second the wound disappeared.

-"Is this? "- General stared in shock at me.

-"Yes, it is clearly, an ability of royal bloodline, but for some unknown reason, she is unconscious. I feel like it some kind of trauma." - The doctor wiped the knife in the bed covers.

-"Is her life in any kind of danger?"-General seemed a bit concerned.

-"General, I will say it straight, I can mend almost any kind of wound received on a battlefield, be it a kiss with the mace or cut arm, but I do not know anything how girls fragile body works, there is a big difference between a man that can lift a log and her.-Doctor pointed at me.

-Ok, I understand, return to your duties, but keep her under tight observation. She has to live.- GEneral left the room in big strides.

When they finished their conversation and walked away I decided to look around and think what to do. There was nothing new in the fortress, except that soldiers looked like zombies. I think that I overdid things a little because the priest that tried to cast purification magic was trembling in fear and talking something about heretics and great evil. He said that daemon lord is coming for them. When I was looking at him I felt like I will go crazy too.-"Could you explain?"

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The Immaterium is an alternate dimension It is the source of all psychic powers and known instances of so-called "sorcery" or "magic" as well as the home dimension of the Chaos Gods and their myriad daemonic servants. Your attempt at the summoning of your nonexistent servant caused a flood of dark reflection of the world to appear on that battlefield. This energy is unknown to that world, no one is able to control it except for you, but those that are adept in sorcery that originated in that world are still able to feel the influence of the warp.

Advise: To summon a servant from the warp you need to create it first. To do it you need to gather desires, feeling, and souls which are an energy source for the daemon to be born.

That thing is freaking useful, I wonder why I always forget about it. I closed the WIKI and flew towards the unfortunate priest. I don't remember which god or goddess he was serving, his soul, his desires, he will be my first sacrifice, but I have to be careful, his corruption must be unseen by others. I do not want to clash with gods, at least not now. I marked my sacrifice and flew away. It is time to get a bodyguard or champion if you like it. I arrived in Franz`s room. He was sitting on a bed and staring through a small window. I talked to myslef.-" Franz, of Franz you have a name after a movie hero, but you are not him."-I poked his cheek but I got no response. Well, I did not allow him to see or hear me. -" Tell me will you help me? Will you kill for me? Will you marry me? Yes, of course, you will, you will do anything for me. Now sleep, my dear. "- I touched his head and he falls asleep.-" Sleep, tomorrow will be a long day."- I smiled and entered his dream.