It had all happened 3 years ago, back when I was just an inexperienced Fighter, still being trained in the art of combat. That very day still horrrifies me. That very day was a nightmare, and I’m still afraid to look back at it.

-Flashback, 3 years-

“Evelyn. Matt. Louise. John. I want the four of you to go and seek out the one who’s been causing all the killing. We can’t afford to lose anymore cities.”, said Keith.

“Leave it to us.”, said Matt. “Everyone ready?”

“Yeah, I guess so…”, I said wearily.

Our team consisted of four people: A crossbow woman named Louise, an F/P wizard named Matt, a bandit named John, and myself, a fighter. My name’s Evelyn, and I’m one of the few female fighters in this world.

For 6 months, we traveled all over the Ossyria continent, finding only death and destruction. Magical altars were left behind, and we suspected them to be the ones where Zakum was summoned. We had to stop this. We were extremely weak compared to him, but we had to stop him, no matter what cost. At the dawn of the 1st day of the 7th month, we found him at the largest area of the Ossyria: Ludibrium.

“Hold it.”, John said in a firm voice.

“Oh great, another band of mercenaries for me to kill. Don’t you people ever learn?”, said the summoner.

“You’re going to hurt a lot more people this time. Don’t do this, Joseph. We can help you. Killing’s not going to do anyth-“

“SHUT UP!!”, Joseph screamed(Yes, that’s the name of the summoner).” You’re all just a bunch of liars. I’ll kill you all if it’s the last thing I ever do!”

At that very moment, he conjured a magic spell and created a makeshift Zakum altar. These would only support him for half an hour, but it was still more than enough to wipe out Ludibrium. He dropped the Eye of Fire, and Zakum was summoned.

We fought with all our strength, but nothing happened. Zakum was immune to our attacks. Joseph, the summoner, was actually a Necromancer, a type of wizard that was banished thousands of years ago.

Eventually, we fell. One by one, the party started dying. All my friends, the people I had worked with and trained with: Dead. I was the only survivor, since I had the highest stamina. But soon… I would take revenge. Soon, this reign of terror would end. One day, the war would be over. they would all die by my hand.