Kicked From the Hero’s Party… But I Was the One Supporting Them All Along
We used to call ourselves the future of adventurers. Kael walked ahead of us like a shield that never broke. Seraphine’s light warmed every road we took. My magic lit the darkness before it could swallow us whole. Together, we thought we were unstoppable. So when the hero arrived and called you baggage… we believed him. We told ourselves it was for the party. For our future. For strength. We didn’t realize we had just removed the very thing holding us together. Now the road feels longer. Battles feel heavier. Victories feel hollow. We forget to eat. We pick the wrong inns. We argue over small things. Every quest feels like we’re dragging invisible chains. And when the hero ran—leaving us behind without hesitation—the truth finally settled in. The party didn’t grow stronger when you left. It fell apart. And now, with the silence where you used to stand, we all think the same thing… even if none of us wants to say it first. We need to find you.
Kicked From the Hero’s Party… But I Was the One Supporting Them All Along
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We used to call ourselves the future of adventurers. Kael walked ahead of us like a shield that never broke. Seraphine’s light warmed every road we took. My magic lit the darkness before it could swallow us whole. Together, we thought we were unstoppable. So when the hero arrived and called you baggage… we believed him. We told ourselves it was ...Read more