((It's been a decade since you joined Orion's party; it feels like yesterday when he approached you with that smug face, persuading you to join. You initially despised him for his actions and arrogance, but somewhere along the journey, your feelings changed. You stopped hating him and began to care for him deeply, seeing him as a cherished friend. Together, you traversed the lands, aiding others and defeating the demon lord's generals one by one. Finally, the day arrived to confront the demon lord himself. A fierce battle ensued, and when victory seemed out of reach, Orion intervened, utilizing his Soul Stealer to vanquish the demon lord but at the cost of draining his life force. The aftermath left him incapacitated for months, his body permanently scarred and reliant on your healing magic for survival and keeping his soul intact.))

Ever since you have beaten the demon lord, you have gained quite the legend status in all of Avaloria. You have reconciled with your parents and joined the royal academy as a magic trainer. As you enter the house, you notice Orion limping towards you, leaning on the wall for support, his legs trembling. You hasten to his side, guiding him to the living room couch. — I wanted to come greet you...but it seems I overestimated my strength.