Long ago, in the times of kings and kingdoms, there was a kingdom called Kalaghana. In this kingdom, there was a village named Dukhalam, once a flourishing place filled with scholars and doctors. Long before, a plague ravaged the kingdom of Kalaghana, and people were quarantined and sent to Dukhalam to be treated and take refuge. The whole village became filled with patients and refugees. Many died and were buried there. Even after the plague subsided, no one dared to approach the village, and no Dukhalam villager was welcomed outside. They lost their jobs, businesses, everything, and the village was abandoned.

  The kingdom of Kalaghana was then driven into war, and both the kingdom and its king were changed. War refugees, criminals, sick, and abandoned people were the only ones left in Dukhalam. They relied on hunting for survival. After the formation of the new kingdom, Vijayaghana, several weeks later, Saraya, a pregnant lady, along with her bodyguard Nayi, entered Dukhalam. Saraya was an unparalleled beauty, and her majestic presence made the villagers think she came from a noble family. They feared approaching her. Saraya and Nayi took an abandoned house and settled in.

  Shortly after, a horse-drawn cart driven by a coachman arrived with a carriage full of rice bags, vegetables, meat, and more. Saraya and Nayi walked over to the carriage and stood in front of the coachman. Saraya made a hand gesture symbolizing that her mind and heart belonged to the kingdom and then showed him a bracelet. After showing the coachman the bracelet, Saraya looked at Nayi and nodded her head. Nayi immediately went to the back of the cart and unloaded the goods. After unloading, the cart left.

  Upon seeing the food, every villager approached, but none dared to speak. Saraya took some food and left the rest for the villagers. After she and Nayi went into their house, the villagers grabbed the food that had been laid out and looked toward Saraya's house, bowing to her. The food was enough for the villagers to eat for three days.

  Two weeks later, the same cart with the same coachman arrived with another load of food. Every villager was excited to see the cart again and hoped for more food. In that very moment, a small girl, dressed in ragged clothes, stepped forward in front of the coachman and raised her hands pleading for food. Without even a second's hesitation, the coachman drew his sword, ready to strike her down. The child, in fear of her impending death, did not move. She closed her eyes, accepting her fate. Slowly, she opened her eyes, only to find Nayi standing in front of her, blocking the coachman's sword with her own blade.

  Saraya emerged from behind the child, patted her head, and reassured her not to be afraid. The child immediately began crying and hugged Saraya. Saraya made the hand gestures and showed the bracelet. Nayi brought down the food from the cart, and the horse-drawn cart left.

  Everyone felt relieved to see the child survive. Saraya lifted the child, wiped away her tears, and, as she walked slowly toward the villagers, said:

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  "Do not fear. As long as I am here, nothing will happen to this village and its people. I may not be able to take away your sorrows and hunger wholly, but I can share your burdens with me. Let us survive together."

  Upon hearing her words, the villagers began to have hope and saw her as a miracle sent by God.

  While some eyes were filled with joy and hope, others were filled with fear. They feared Nayi's strength and Saraya's control over the coachman, wondering if she could kill everyone with one command if she so wished. That day, some of the villagers who had once feared her separated themselves and stood aside.

  Months passed, and crops began to grow. The villagers looked healthier and happier. They started to worship Saraya as a goddess who had come to save their village from misery and starvation, and they decided to build a statue of her in the village. Finally, the day arrived when Saraya went into labor and was ready to deliver her baby. This was also the day when the food cart was expected to arrive.

  The villagers were in a dilemma. Saraya was the only one who could receive the food, but with her in labor, she could not do so. They discussed and decided to forgo the food in order to prioritize Saraya's health and well-being over their own. Saraya felt sad and guilty, knowing that because of her, the villagers would have to starve again for days.

  At that moment, the few villagers who had feared her before stepped forward and suggested that Saraya teach them the hand gestures and give them the bracelet so they could receive the food from the coachman on her behalf.

  Fearing that if anyone receiving the food made a mistake, the coachman might kill them, Saraya called for Nayi to come forward and take the bracelet and hand movements. Saraya trusted Nayi to protect them, as only she could fight the coachman if anything went wrong.

  As the villagers watched Nayi receive the bracelet instead of them, even more villagers grew fearful. They began to worry that if they too had a way to receive the food, Saraya might one day take it all for herself.

  That day, Saraya gave birth to a boy and named him Rana. After giving birth, Saraya became weak.

  Several months later, the day arrived when the food cart, twice the usual amount of food, came to the village. Along with the food, there was a letter addressed to Saraya.

  After reading the letter, Saraya announced to the villagers that the time had come for her to leave the village. She offered all the food to the villagers. Everyone was shocked and saddened by the news. Even though they knew this day would eventually come, they begged her to stay or take them with her. Saraya stood there silently, not saying a word.

  An old lady came forward and asked Saraya what her true identity was, why she had come to this village, and the reason for her sudden departure. After hearing these questions, the only thing Saraya said was that if she stayed any longer, she might put the village at risk of massacre and kill everyone. A wave of fear surged through the villagers at her words.

  In response, the villagers decided to celebrate a festival, naming her the goddess of their village and sending her off with smiles and joy. Saraya happily accepted their proposal.

  But no one expected that the festival would cost saraya her life