A garden with various types of flowers from the most common to the rarest in the world. The heroine looked at a red rose from the Desir Auction Garden, she was unconcerned with the situation that occurred.
"You sent me here on purpose..." The heroine was muttering about something.
The two people were not understanding the situation they were in. A dagger was launched towards the heroine, but she caught it with her hand easily.
"You really are different."
Liet looked at the heroine who paid the dagger without taking any damage.
'There was deadly poison in that dagger, but even so, it still didn't show any signs of taking effect.'
The heroine was off guard and didn't notice the next attack or maybe she let herself be attacked.
10 ice spears pierced her body, but out of 10 only 4 pierced the part of her body that was on display, hands and feet. The other 6 were destroyed by colliding with her clothing.
Two more daggers were launched towards the heroine who could not unravel. It didn't take long for her eyes to lose their sparkle.
"Finally…"
"She was weak, let's go back and look for the others."
"How dare these thieves break into the Desir Auction!"
"Calm down, the problem has already been solved." Liet tried to calm Livrame down.
They were leaving when the flowers that were colorful started to turn gray and a black liquid with small golden spots came out.
At that moment the heroine was standing looking at them without saying anything.
"I don't want to fight you… my strength shouldn't be wasted on anything…"
""Get the crow for me, please.""
A voice rang in the heroine's head, which was from Night Pigeon. She thought for a while and walked towards the crow.
Livrame and Liet fell to the floor in their sleep.
"First I have to solve this problem with the flowers…"
***
At a time in the past.
"Please don't kick me out of the group!"
The heroine was on her knees on the floor with tears that kept falling down her face.
"You are no longer useful." Those were the words of the heroes who looked down on the heroine with disdain.
The heroine didn't know why this was happening. She helped to level up the heroes to the maximum and in the end she was discarded.
Her ability was to transform the characteristics of things, an ability to evolve things. She was used as a device by the group of heroes she was part of.
It was a good skill, but she couldn't evolve herself. After its use was useless for the group of heroes, it was discarded.
She tried to persuade the other heroes to stay with her, but they mercilessly kicked her out.
At that moment, they were in a cave and were present to imprison her in that place so that she could not evolve others.
Before the heroes did that to the heroine, a rift that cut through space appeared in that place above the heroes. The person who just appeared was a woman with white skin and hair and gray eyes.
"Am I interrupting something?"
"Demon!"
"Demon? Me?" The woman was irritated.
"Don't fool us demon! Everyone knows that demons have white hair."
"…"
"Kill her!"
Someone shot an arrow at the unknown person, but someone else was shot instead.
The heroine who now had an arrow through her heart was bleeding from her mouth.
The effect of the arrow's poison was very quick and it was difficult for her to speak.
"Leave her alone… I'm the only one…"
"Hesa, you useless!" A hero spoke while looking at the dead body of heroine Hesa.
Hesa couldn't resist her injuries and died at the feet of the unknown person with her completely black face and white eyes.
The situation was too difficult to handle, and suppressing all feelings in that situation was an urgent thing this unknown person did.
But even without feelings, she couldn't control her power and turned those heroes into stone.
"Come on, I'll take care of you. You were the first person to save me. Of course, you didn't have to."
***
Wiping off all the black liquid, Hesa finished and quickly went to find the little bird or vulture?
Running towards the crow, Hesa felt the mana of the environment disappearing, but what caught her attention was the authority that someone had.
Life and death.
Looking at that person, Hesa looked at the black dragon that had its eyes closed.
Hesa knew that if he opened those eyes, many would die. It was an utterly frightening power like hers.
And that wasn't a real dragon. Hesa knew quickly that for it to manifest in this world, it had to be something that matched her level of power or authority.
Not being a dragon, but he was stronger than many. That thing was dangerous and destructive.