I stand in front of two hundred people in the throne room now. With my finger pointed at three culprits in particular. Not long after I had exclaimed my dislike about them I had walked in front of my mother and father.

This is horrible. Do heroes have a vendetta against tea parties!? I still remember vividly of my first tea party which they crashed after I fainted. Now they are ruining my mood too for tomorrow.

Wearing just my nightgown and bunny slippers while carrying my favorite plushie in my other arm this scene must be bizarre for all involved. A teenage girl with curved horns and a tail in front of the supreme evil lecturing them. Judging from the expressions of the invading heroes they are confused at my presence.

"...the developers never said anything about this Be'ial'ale... "

"...what is this cute character doing here?"

"...I do not mind getting more experience."

"...the hell?"

Quiet voices talking like this could be heard among the invading crowd as they tried making sense of my appearance here. Why am I not known by them? I then look at my father. He just grins and looks back at me before talking.

"We did this for your own good. If they did not know about you, then your life would be relatively carefree. Now is the cat out of the bag though..." Ralto then starts chanting a spell. His his eyes and hands now start emitting purple and black smoke. This makes the main three culprits react.

"Mystia cast the spell NOW!" Cries both the black armored and white armored men out as they raise their hands forward. "Charge men!"

What happened now? As soon as my father finished casting his spell I got enveloped in a bubble which emits purple and black smoke. When I look outside out of the bubble it as if I am looking through moving clear water. What I see outside are those two men I had pointed at earlier closing in on me.

My mother then just vanishes from her throne. Did she go invisible or warped away? Father had at the same time started chanting another spell. This time his whole body got enveloped in black smoke which was shaped like a horned skull.

When the two men are about to hit me, I covered my arm to shield myself. But the hits never came. Instead did the two men get repulsed as a loud zapping sound is heard.

"Gyah!"

"Urgh!"

Yelped the two men out in pain as they stumbled backward three steps. Their eyes are filled with hate towards me. What have I ever done to them!? Last time I checked YOU were the aggressors of this whole conflict.

This Mystia person now finished casting their spell. It was shaped like an enormous shining arrow. As it shoot forwards to me, it split into two smaller arrows. One headed still toward me and the other towards my father. The three of them now chuckled as if they expected something great to happen.

The two hundred strong invasion force were now at spitting distance from me. During this whole time I has been too scared to move. Maybe I should move? Yes, I should! I turn around and start running towards father.

As I turned around the projectile now hit the bubble surrounding me, but it just made the bubble break. That was anti-climactic... And when it my father it fizzed out. This Mystia now just stood there paralyzed, something has not went according to plan I guess. The two men nearby me looked back at Mystia and they all look cheated.

When I finally got up next to my father he unleashed the spell. A wave of darkness as black as the night sky came forth from his palms. As it hit the invaders they started to become limp, one by one. And when they hit the floor, instead of just lying there dead they explode into motes of light. What the hell is going on?

I look up to my father and smile, but before I can feel safe this Mystia person has a look of pure hate on her face. She points both her palms towards us and quickly chants. The wave has not yet reached her yet, but she looks determined to have the last laugh.

"Daddy?" I look up to my father and nervously grip his coat. I have a bad feeling now...

Mystia now unleashed her spell right before she got hit by the wave of death. A pure white bolt of lightning hit me instantly before my father could do anything to prevent it. What felt like being torn apart from the inside and then being rebuilt hit me. I blacked out from the sheer amount of pain.

Updated skill(s)

Mental fortitude Lv. 3 → Mental fortitude Lv. 4

In another world, very familiar to our own...

The white sparsely furnished room is littered with cans of energy drinks and empty plastic bags. A smell of sweat mixed with dust is prevalent in it, and next by a computer sits a slightly overweight teenager furiously tapping away at his keyboard.

"Bullshit!" Yells the teenager as he slams his fist down next by the computer mouse. In his headset can he hear similar outbursts from his guild mates. He then rubs his hand towards his forehead and tries to think harder.

"We even had Divine protections which our guild painstakingly quested for! We should had been immune to instant death magic!" He then angrily yells in his headset.

"According to the forums and chat rooms, nobody has reported anything about this strange Be'ial'ale NPC." Says a female voice in his headset. He then clicks a forum link which someone in the chat had sent.

In the thread he can see screenshots of this new NPC as she pointed her finger towards them. Also he saw a special screenshot of someone who had managed to [Appraise] her. What he read made him feel puzzled. In specific, one title.

Nemesis of Heroes

"Have you guys ever heard of the title [Nemesis of Heroes] before?" He asked his guild while racking his brains for answers. For a short while there was a quiet before someone spoke up again.

"Nope, never heard of it." Said an older sounding man.

"What do you guys think? This can't be a coincidence. A new monster appears and suddenly our Divine protections stop working?" The female voice asks again.

"Closest theory we have to go on. Oh by the way, what did you do to that monster before you died?"

"I managed to give the monster a little parting gift." She then chuckles and the sound of a can being opened is heard.

After the main guild people stopped talking, the others started to talk wildly among each other. Raid wipes are nothing new to them, but something felt off about this raid. What should had been a walk in the park with their Divine protection turned into sour defeat. Regaining all lost levels and gold from death will set them back months.

The consensus was that they will retry the raid in three months time once their levels are back up again. At least with the little nemesis out of the picture they are sure they will succeed the next time.