My name is Elinalise, a pure-blooded Elf Race.
My earliest memories probably begin from the moment I awoke two hundred years ago.
I vaguely remember being rescued from some ancient ruins by an unknown man.
After that, he sent me to the territory of the Long-Ear Race.
The Long-Ear Race is an extremely long-lived race, with an average lifespan of up to two thousand years.
However, the longer a lifespan is, the more difficulties it often presents in terms of reproduction.
Therefore, the village's population is not large.
Even so, not a single person knows me.
They don't know my past, nor why I ended up in those ruins.
But the village chief did not reject me because of this; on the contrary, he took good care of me.
The other members of the tribe were also very friendly, and gradually, I began to regard that place as my home.
Not long after, I met, fell in love with, and eventually married a young man from my tribe.
That period was the most peaceful and happiest time of my life.
However, as time went by, I gradually noticed that something seemed to be wrong with my body.
I often feel an unfillable emptiness, something that can never be satisfied, as if there is an abyss hidden deep within me that can never be filled.
At the same time, my body will also expel a crystal containing immense magical power.
My partner told me that those crystals could fetch a very high price.
From then on, he frequently went out, exchanging the crystals for gold coins and bringing back precious food and daily necessities.
He never looked down on my abnormality.
On the contrary, he always gently accompanied me and did his best to meet my needs.
At that time, I really thought...
This happiness will last forever.
However, fate never favored me for long.
One day, my husband went out as usual.
But that time...
He never came back.
From that day on, my world seemed to lose all its color.
I locked myself in my room, curled up in a corner, and cried for who knows how long.
The tears seemed to have long since dried up, but the tearing pain in my chest never subsided.
Later, another, even more unbearable pain began to spread through my body.
That was a feeling I had once looked down upon.
Because whenever it happens, my husband stays with me and helps ease the torment.
But now...
He is no longer here.
In the huge house, I was the only one left.
Lonely.
pain.
fear.
despair.
Those negative emotions overwhelmed me like a tidal wave.
I feel like I'm being driven crazy!
I even considered ending my own life...
However, the curse hidden within my body does not allow me to break free so easily.
It forcibly takes control of my body, manipulates my desires, and drives me out of the house.
Step by step...
Heading towards an abyss from which there is no return.
I don't know what happened.
But I know for sure that my body must be under some kind of curse.
That desire no longer belongs to me.
It was like an insatiable monster, constantly devouring my sanity and gradually turning me into the very thing I hated most.
I started to become indulgent.
It started to get out of control.
final...
She had relationships with almost every man in the village.
However, such things cannot remain hidden forever.
The women in the village discovered the truth.
They banded together and saw me as the culprit who destroyed the village.
You bitch!
"You bitch!"
"Slut!"
"Get out of the village!"
"Never come back!"
Those harsh words, like sharp blades, pierced my heart again and again.
But...
I cannot refute that.
Because I know.
All of this is my own fault.
Under the village chief's disappointed and complicated gaze, I was driven out of the place that had once given me warmth.
From then on, I began a period of aimless wandering.
However...
That was just the beginning of a nightmare.
As I walked alone on a remote mountain path, I was quickly spotted by a group of men.
They dragged me into the woods and raped me, then kidnapped me and sold me into the slave market.
From then on, I was treated like a commodity, constantly changing hands among different nobles.
I don't know how many years have passed.
Later, I was sold into a brothel.
I still remember that back then, I was even the top star in the store.
How ironic.
Once possessing long lifespans, these spirits are now reduced to mere playthings in the eyes of others.
About two more years passed.
A wealthy businessman bought me for a large sum of money.
He looked different from the others.
He told me he would give me a happy future.
At that moment, I actually believed it.
But...
Fate has once again shown me its cruel side.
On their way to their destination, the carriage was attacked by a band of thieves in a mountainous area.
All the guards brought by the wealthy merchant were killed in battle.
The wealthy businessman himself was brutally murdered right before my eyes.
That band of thieves was large, with as many as a hundred members.
Unsurprisingly...
I became their spoils once again.
They took me back to the mountain village.
The leader there told me they were going to play a game called "train".
The order is determined by drawing lots.
But I don't know why...
I seem to receive some kind of "special treatment".
Every time, I'm the one at the front of the train.
I can't remember how long that nightmarish game lasted.
Because I lost consciousness countless times along the way.
Until one day...
Suddenly, sounds of fighting erupted outside the mountain stronghold.
The sound of swords clashing.
A roar.
Screams of agony.
It's unclear which faction sent the knights, but they stormed in and wiped out all the thieves.
And I...
He was taken away again.
This time, I was sent to town.
They arranged a place for me to eat and sleep.
There are many other people there who have had similar experiences to mine.
But...
How long can I stay there?
I know it better than anyone else.
The curse within my own body will eventually destroy everything I've painstakingly built up.
But why should I continue living?
because...
I must find out the truth behind the curse.
I need to know what happened two hundred years ago, before I lost my memory.
so.
I became an adventurer.
Embark on an adventure while searching for clues about the curse.
Later, I learned a lost secret technique from an ancient stone tablet.
And it earned its own name--
Dragon Road.
During my subsequent adventures, I met Talhand.
After years of honing my skills, I finally joined the " Black Wolf's Fang " adventure team and rose to the rank of S-class adventurer through my abilities.
That team...
To me, they are more than just a group of comrades-in-arms.
It felt more like a second, brief "home" in my life.
There, I experienced trust again for the first time.
I felt the unspoken peace of mind when I entrusted my back to my companion.
Let's go on an adventure together.
Let's laugh together.
Let's face the danger together.
That time...
This is the second time I've felt happiness.
However.
It seems fate couldn't bear to see me doing well, and played another joke on me.
That man named Paul...
The team was disbanded.
They even took all the team's belongings.
I hate him.
I hate that he didn't offer any explanation.
I hate him for disregarding everyone else's feelings and arbitrarily destroying the "home" that we had worked so hard to build.
But...
Hatred cannot change the past.
Only by continuing to move forward can we dispel the fog before our eyes.
Since then, I have once again embarked on a solo journey.
Until the Fittoa Region Teleport Incident occurred.
It wasn't until I saw Paul's request for help on the Adventurers' Guild's bulletin board that I understood.
That moment...
I truly wished that man to die.
But...
I still want to hear an explanation from him in person.
so.
Finally, I embarked on my journey to the Demon Continent.
We've arrived here...
(Those who have made it this far are basically long-time fans. So, I'm begging for a book review. Thank you so much, dear readers!)