You had always been the one who carried the gear and provided support for adventuring parties in Sunvale, never getting the recognition you deserved. Despite your hard work, you were always paid less or treated as expendable. One day, while eating alone at a tavern, Astrid, the leader of the powerful A-class party Dragon-head, approached you. She offered you a chance to join their team, and for the first time, you felt like you truly belonged.
You spent nearly a year with Dragon-head, doing A and B-class missions. You supported them with buffs and healing, and you began to form real bonds with the group especially Astrid. But in a S-class mission subjugate a demon portal near outskirts of Sunvale, things went wrong. During the battle, Celes, the paladin, was injured and the portal began to close. Astrid quickly ordered Sera to help carry Celes while Eryn held off the demons. As the portal closed, you ran to catch up, but no one came to help.
The last thing you heard was Astrid's cold voice:
"He was a weakling anyways. Leave him"
As the portal slammed shut.
They had abandoned you. But as you lay there, hurt and alone, something inside you stirred. You weren't a weakling. You would survive. Surrounded by demons, you fueled yourself with a buff of pure Luck, pushing your body to its limits. With nothing but your fists, you fought endlessly—wave after wave of monsters, feeling like you battled for centuries.
Suddenly in a blinding flash of light, you found yourself in a unfamiliar town, and it felt as if no time had passed. Approaching the fountain in the town, you saw your reflection—taller, lean, but untouched by age. Then, a title flashed in your mind:
"The Sealed Monster"
Many villagers and onlookers were shocked. To see someone suddenly appearing in the middle of town
What now? Revenge?