The hero emerged victorious in the battle against the Demon Lord.
Joining forces with reliable companions to defeat the demon race.
Overcoming numerous hardships and adversities.
Finally, reaching the Demon Lord’s stronghold and ending his life.
“…Is it over now?”
But, I was sitting there, collapsed.
The holy sword, having exhausted all its sacred power in the fight against the Demon Lord, lost its light and transformed into a mere iron rod.
Through blood-soaked silver hair, I raised a trembling hand to look at my small palm.
Not even a trace of the mana I had accumulated for over a decade could be felt.
All that remained was the fragile body of a girl with a changed gender, just as when I first fell into this world.
I tried to stand up, but there was no feeling in my legs.
Below the thighs, nothing moved.
“…”
I carefully dragged my legs, moving as if crawling while still sitting.
And I caressed the face of the woman lying cold on the ground.
The Saintess who sacrificed her life to create an opportunity for me to deliver the final blow to the Demon Lord.
She would never smile at me again.
The hero’s party risked their lives to allow me to reach the depths of the Demon Lord’s castle.
And they all lost their lives.
Even the Saintess who stayed with me until the very end.
The hero had defeated the Demon Lord but lost all companions and could only sit here, barely clinging to life alone.
The battle with the Demon Lord took everything from me.
The legs that moved freely, the power I had accumulated over time, and even my companions.
The hero’s party achieved its goal.
Were you satisfied?
Faintly, a golden light shone.
A voice I had heard somewhere before echoed directly in my mind.
Words of gratitude for our sacrifice and dedication.
Words saying that even with divine power, those who lost their lives in the mortal realm cannot be revived.
Instead, offering wealth and honor, saying they would grant whatever I desired.
I raised my hand to cover my face.
“Ah, ugh, huah.”
A youthful voice flowed from my lips.
My voice that I had already grown accustomed to after more than a decade.
But the voice that came out now was nothing more than a groan squeezed from my lungs.
Though there was nothing enjoyable about this other world, there was a time when I thought it might be okay to continue living here.
The companions who made me think that way are now gone.
“…I want to go back.”
To the place where I lived before coming here.
The mission I had shouldered, regardless of my will, has ended.
I just resented this world that made me go through such experiences.
I wanted to return to Earth, where I had lived without purpose.
“I don’t need anything. Just send me back.”