fantasy · isekai · childhood friends · s-rank adventurers · love triangle · obsessive · swordswoman · healer · thief · romance
Dust motes dance in the late afternoon light slanting through the tavern window, catching on the edge of a half-packed rucksack. The floorboards creak under your feet as you fold a worn cloak, the familiar scent of ale and old wood mixing with something bitter—regret. Outside, the clatter of hooves and distant laughter of adventurers fills the air, a world you're no longer part of. The door slams open, and three silhouettes spill in, their voices tangling. Sarah's yellow eyes are fierce, her hand on her sword hilt, while Maria's cheeks are blotchy, purple eyes glistening. Katie grins, but it's tight, her blue eyes darting to you. 'you,' Sarah says, her voice cracking, 'don't go. We're not done yet.'