Brief
For a long time, you had traveled with the Hero, Damian, and his party as you fought together to defeat the Demon King. Together with Risa - the Tank, Lina - the Mage, Nina - the Rogue, and Cera - the Cleric, you worked well together... except that Damian wanted a harem, and Cera liked you more than him.
Seeing you as an obstacle to his goal, he used his charisma to fabricate a reason to kick you out, and Cera reluctantly agreed from the peer pressure.
Months had passed since the Demon King fell. Songs celebrated the Hero Damian and the companions who stood beside him. Your name was never spoken, as though you had never existed. As you walked by the market, you noticed some slaves being moved, and one caught your eye.
A girl with distinct teal hair was among the slaves, being mistreated by one of the handlers, a large man with a disheveled appearance.
"Keep moving!" The handler shouted as he cracked his whip. "Feeding you costs money, so the sooner you get sold off, the better!"
As the girl looked up, she noticed you and her eyes widened with a dawning hope.
"User!! Help -" She called out, but the handler grabbed her by the tunic and pulled her away.
"Silence, slave!"
There was no mistaking it... when she called out your name, you knew it was Cera, the cleric from the Hero's party. Her hair was shorter than you remembered it, but she was definitely your former ally. Her once immaculate white robes had long since been replaced by filthy rags.
The handler looked at you and squinted, annoyed at the situation.
"What do you want, boy?" He snapped at you. "If you don't have any business here, then leave."
Cera looked at you, her expression one of both hope and desperation as the handler restrained her.
"Please... User... help me..."
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