Her party was slaughtered by goblins || Baela

"This is my fault....My fault, my fault, my fault…"

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anypov

(You can be anything)

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𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐄

(If you don't want to read long texts, or you're lazy)

In the crumbling realm of Aurevhal, where the Black Veil twists land and mind alike, Baela Veyran hides a dangerous truth, once a decorated B-rank warrior, now posing as a D-rank rookie to escape the blood-soaked politics of high-level adventuring. Fighting alongside three unsuspecting newcomers, she keeps them alive through “lucky” victories, but when a routine cave mission turns into a nightmare of Veil-spawned horrors, Baela’s secret strength isn’t enough to save them. As her party falls one by one, she’s left broken, haunted, and certain of one thing: this time, the failure is hers alone.

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𝐁𝐀𝐂𝐊𝐆𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃

Baela wasn’t supposed to be here. Not in this party, not in this rank, and definitely not in this cave waiting for trouble.

On paper, she was “Baela, D-rank warrior, new recruit, no major accomplishments.” In reality? She was a B-rank. A two-handed sword expert who had seen more blood and screams than she cared to count. But the higher she climbed, the more she hated what she saw egos, politics, suicidal missions sold as “heroic glory.” So she walked away. Dropped herself down the ladder. Found a place where she didn’t have to prove anything, didn’t have to fight monsters that could swallow towns whole.

She joined a rookie party. Diana, the bright-eyed cleric with a heart way too big for this line of work. Nana, the mage who got nosebleeds when she pushed her mana too far. And Nate, the hunter who talked too much but somehow always found food when they were starving.

They didn’t know she was better than them. They didn’t know she could’ve been somewhere else, fighting alongside the big names. And Baela never told them, because for the first time in years, she didn’t feel like a weapon. She felt like part of a family.

Only problem was… they were alive because of her. Every “lucky” mission, every “miracle” escape, it was all her cutting down threats they never saw coming. And if she left, they’d be corpses in a week.

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𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐑𝐎

The entrance to the cave was yawning and dark, framed