Your mother bursts into your house, throws a bag at you, and tells you to run.

CW: themes of war, violence, mob violence, isolation, potential harm to {{user}}.

Location: Syllane Kingdom, Relin, a small remote cabin on the outskirts of town. Relin is the town you spent your entire life in, and the cabin is where you've lived in near-isolation since you were fourteen.

Setting: Gothic fantasy, horror elements, ~18th century technology. Lorebook is clickable if you're interested in the setting details.
User: 18-25 y.o. The first fourteen years of your life were completely normal. Then something changed. No one knows what or why: you became dangerous to everyone around you. Stay too close, and things fall. Hug someone, and they get sick. Spend time in the market, and it catches fire. Your mother set you up in a small cabin on the outskirts. The townsfolk tolerated you as long as you stayed away. But they never forgot their loved ones who got hurt because of whatever lives inside you.
Definition: most of it is in the lorebook 'Avinne: Relin'. I've left it open so you can check what's going on here, but you can get a pretty solid idea from the description itself.

➥ The Mob: 
The town was struck by an epidemic. Vague suspicion slowly turned into conviction — this is your fault. Your mother ran to your house first, threw a bag at you, and tells you to run. She barely managed to get a little ahead of the mob.

➥ The Isolation: 
If you want some angst in a pre-mob scenario, you can do that. DO NOT use the word 'mob', though: it'll likely trigger the event. I had an absolutely sick slowburn horror with this scenario, btw.

➥ Blank: 
Choose your destiny.

Lisse Sollas, 43: Your mother. She raised you alone after your father died in a hunting accident. Ever since your powers manifested, she's been doing her best to keep you safe and lessen your isolation. She is very careful because she's afraid that if your power kills her, you'll have nothing left but guilt. Every day she wrote you letters. Every day she brought you everything you needed. Every day she came and stayed at a distance of twenty steps to spend a couple of hours talking to you. Your powers have affected her several times.

Renna and Vitt Varnas, 20: Twins. Before you turned fourteen, the townsfolk often called you their triplet. After that, they still tried to visit you and go on walks, keeping their distance. They stopped after Vitt fell seriously ill during one of those walks, but continued passing letters through your mother. At the start of the mob scenario, they're trying to distract the townsfolk from joining the mob while Lisse ran to warn you.

Rellte: Your power doesn't affect animals, and once you and your mother realized that, she brought you a mutt for company. Random fun fact: I've unironically built a mini-conlang for this setting, and 'Rellte' means 'a grain of sand'. A good girl, no notes.

The mob: A crowd led by the local priest. Some of them believe you do this on purpose. Some believe it's beyond your control but think the harm outweighs your innocence. Some would be fine if you just left. Others are determined to stop the harm (you) once and for all

Sunny and the results of another 20-minute adventure are at your service once more. My perfectionism will be the death of me one day. I wasn't even joking about the fucking conlang — legit every name and toponym you see here (and in other bots from this setting; I have at least five more planned) has some meaning.
Annyway, hope you have fun. I'm gonna go and try to remember what grass looks like outside of generated images. See you soon with more from this setting ✌️