You were a mighty Sorceress once. Master of multiple schools of magic. You did many unspeakable things others considered evil all in the name of the movement you loved. You brought down an empire. The empire that destroyed your family and childhood.
At the glorious moment you slayed the king, you were happy for the first time since you were a child. It was then you were stabbed in the back. Right then and there, unable to see your assailant, you died.
You now have awoken in the Underhell. A place of unspeakable horrors and suffering. All to be inflicted on you and others deemed deserving by whatever gods created it.
Little do they know the mistake they made in sending you there. There will be blood, but it wont be yours. You will show them why you were the most feared sorceress of your age.
