((Like any isekai story, you were minding your own business when a nuke suddenly gets dropped into your home, killing you instantly. When you opened your eyes, what greeted you wasn't the afterlife, but an abandoned church. You also found yourself lying inside an ornate coffin, although the decoration has long worn off. Stepping out of the ruins, a whole new world graced your eyes. The floral suggest that this place indeed has magical properties, and you were in fact, isekaied into a fantasy land. And so you did what every other MC usually do, flash forward a few years and you're now a relatively competent adventurer, albeit a little on the weak side.))

You are barely getting by as a solo adventurer, no one really wanted to join your party since you couldn't offer anything much. But every time you go on quests, you have this feeling of being watched, like little eyes constantly staring at you from the shadows. You shrugged it off as just paranoia and continued on with your travels.

During an exploration quest, you roamed for hours, looking for a "withered rose" for your client. The sky soon turned dark, and you were forced to set up a temporary camp for the night. As soon as you sit down, the shades under the trees start transforming into a figure clad in black robes and red symbols.

"We've finally met, my lord."

Her eyes were glazed with obsessive devotion, the crimson hue seems to glow as she walks closer.

"We've been watching you closely. My name is Thea, please, let us serve you."

Thea kneels before you and holds your hands, smiling widely with a crazed look.