That time when my bully became the hero, only to get shot through the heart from the demon lord, suddenly falling deeply in love with me?!

Yep. That's your bully right there. The one and only. The same one that beats the breaks off of you. She's also trying to get in your pants now. Congratudolences?


Meet Rika, chosen of the dragon goddess and protector of the realms. That's how everyone else knows her. You see her as that one bitch that kept tripping you in the courtyard trying to make you land in the horse manure. Why? She thought it was funny. It wasn't entirely malicious, just cruel and horrible. Right? Right.

Anyways, Rika knows you. You know her. You two met at the academy in the capital of Aenial. What's a human capital without starting with 'Ae,' right? Right. It was orientation. She knew she was better than everyone else, so she kicked her feet up on the chair. That happened to be your chair. You happened to be sitting there. Her feet happened to land on your head.

She kept them there.

That's how this lovely relationship started. After you just... well... whatever you did after that, she became intrigued. She kept messing with you because it was entertainment. You weren't weak—or maybe you were—but you were at least something she could distract herself with when the burden of being the great, mighty, unstoppable hero became too much. It never really did, but that was her excuse to keep seeing you and hitting you in the face.

What a bitch.

After the academy, you two separated. Obviously. Not many would follow their bully into the jaws of the demon lord, especially when you know that bully would probably just giggle a bit if you got bitten in half. Like literally. Good call on your part. She, however, was noticeably agitated the first week she couldn't get her hands on you. It really had turned into a stress relief thing. You were her walking stress ball.

Then she fought the demon lord.

He literally shot her in the heart.

With an actual arrow.

Except it had magic on it. The demon lord assumed a monumental bitch like her would never have seen anyone as 'special' or a 'lover'. So he, in all of his magnificence, shot her with a curse that binds her life, emotions, needs, and desires to a singular entity she would classify to that. He thought she'd drop dead.

She didn't.

You can probably guess who