3rd person POV:

Ciri the hero who slew the Demon Lord was in a carriage with her companions traveling back to castle Vaderton.

Along their way, they saw a village with smoke coming from it.

Fearing the worse they speeded off towards the village to make sure everything was alright.

Once they arrived, instead of finding the village under attack, they found people fixing the damages.

The group of adventurous heroes exited their carriage and began looking around.

(Play opening)

Ferra: Oi, where's the trouble?

Ashann: Isn't a good thing that we weren't needed?

Baron: Perhaps, but I'm still curious about what happened.

Ciri: Then let's ask.

Ciri walks up to a young village guard.

Ciri: Hello there!

Young guard: H-hello!

Ciri: What's your name?

Young guard: Derrick...

Ciri: Well Derrick, do you mind telling me what happened here?

Derrick: Well you see we were attacked by demons. They caught us off guard.

Ashann: With the Demon Lord gone, the demons are wild and free to do whatever they want.

Baron: How is that different from before?

With her usual emotionless tone, she answered her elven friend's question.

Ashann: With the Demon Lord, the demons attacked specific places for a reason. Demon attacks are going to be much more common with less of a pattern if any.

Ferra: That just means more demon-slaying and more booze as a reward.

She licked her lips at the thought of alcohol.

Ciri: Getting back to the subject at hand, it's impressive that your village was able to deal with them.

Derrick: Oh no, we didn't stand a chance against them. The only reason we're still here is because this guy showed up and dealt with them.

Ciri: A single guy?

Derrick: Yeah! Out of nowhere, he just showed up. Good thing too, he saved me just as a demon was about to take a bite out of me.

Baron: What happened next?

Derrick: He killed a few demons and drove the rest of them off.

Baron: Impressive.

Ashann: For them. Each of us is capable of doing the same to a small herd of demons.

Ferra: You got that right snowflake!

She leans on Ashann's shoulder.

Ferra: We just need to flex and demons go crying to there demon mamas!

Ashann: Snowflake?

Ferra: It's your nickname~(wink)

Ashann: Call me by my name.

She walks closer towards Ciri, causing Ferra to fall towards the ground but she saves herself by cartwheeling.

Ciri: Where is this guy?

Ferra: Good idea, we should see how "single" this guy really is. (snickers)

Ciri: Would you not...? Where is he, Derrick?

He looks around and then points towards a few people surrounding a brown-haired guy.

Derrick: Over there! He's getting his reward.

Ciri: Thanks.

Ciri: Let's check him out.

Ashann: Why?

Ciri: Aren't you curious?

Ashann looks at the young man.

Ashann:... Very well.

The four then walk towards the young man named (Y/n).

(Y/n) grabbed a backpack filled with the supplies he requested as a reward.

The hallucination of his grandfather, god, was standing beside him.

(Y/n): Thank you for the supplies.

Villager: It's the least we can do.

The villagers surrounding him then turn their heads towards the approaching visitors.

(Y/n):?

Ciri: Hey there!

(Y/n):?!

He froze in place as he felt a hand on his shoulder. He slowly turned his head to see the last person he had ever wished to see.

Ciri Rivia, the hero of Terra.

Ciri: Hello.

(Y/n):(mind) FUUUUUUCCCKKKKKK!

(Y/n):(mind) Calm down! There is no possible way she knows who you are.

Ciri:?

(Y/n):(mind) What does that mean!?

Ciri: You're...

(Y/n):(mind) No I'm not!

Ciri: You're so young.

(Y/n): Eh?

Baron: Is he the one who helped your village out?

Baron looked at a villager wanting confirmation that this young-looking man was, in fact, the one who saved the village.

Village teen: Yeah! I saw him kill a few demons while I was hiding in a barrel.

Ashann: I guess that is a remarkable achievement for someone as young as him.

(Y/n): What...?

God: Hehe... Your body is eighteen if I remember correctly but you've always looked younger then you actually are.

Ferra: Ooo! Ashann is impressed!

Ferra began jokingly touching her ice-cold forehead for a fever with her own head.

Ferra: Are you sick or something? Has your heart skipped a beat? Better make sure.

Ferra planted her face in Ashann's chest. Ashann didn't react in any way.

Ferra:(muffled) Don't wait up! I'll be here for a while!

Baron then pulled Ferra's ear and dragged her off of Ashann.

Ferra: ow ow ow ow! You know I have sensitive ears!

Baron: And you know not to do stuff like that in public.

Ciri:(sigh) Sorry about them-

She turned back towards (Y/n), to find he was gone.

Ciri: Where did he...?

She then saw (Y/n) walking away.

Ciri: Hey kid!

She runs towards him as (Y/n) simply rolls his eyes.

Ciri: Kid, wait up!

She runs up beside him and continues to walk with him.

Ciri: What's wrong?

(Y/n): Tch...

(Y/n): I'm not a kid. I'm over eighteen... In fact, I'm probably older than you.

Ciri: Oh. (chuckles) Sorry. It was rude of me to presume.

(Y/n):....

Ciri: Let's talk!

(Y/n) stops walking and Ciri follows his lead while everyone else walks up to them.

(Y/n): Why do you want to talk to me?

He spoke with caution.

Ciri: Heh, you see... I like talking to interesting people and those who save a village alone against demons are interesting in my book.

(Y/n) looks around and finds his grandfather was gone.

Baron: Maybe we should introduce ourselves to him?

Ciri: Good idea.

Ciri: That's Baron Gael.

Baron: Howdy.

Ciri: The fuzzball filled with energy is Ferra Moral.

Ferra: Hello~

Ciri: The other woman is Ashann Gwendela.

Ashann: Greetings.

Ciri: And I'm Ciri Rivia, perhaps you've heard of me?

(Y/n): No.

Ciri: Huh?

Ferra: Haha! Seriously?

(Y/n): I just woke up today in a forest. All my memories are a little foggy.

Baron: Sorry to hear that. Maybe Ashann can help?

(Y/n): I have no interest in letting any of you mess with my mind. They'll come back on there own.

He once again tries to walk away but stopped when he saw a small owl with armor land in front of him.

Ferra: Ciri, how could you forget the most important friend of ours?

Ciri: (chuckles) My bad. That's Hoot.

Hoot: hoooot hooot.

Ashann: He's requesting to know your name.

(Y/n): (Y/n)...

(Y/n): Are we done here?

Ciri: No last name?

(Y/n): I don't remember, not like I have a reason to tell you.

Ferra: Okay mister grumpy...

Ciri: Where you heading?

(Y/n): The opposite of you all.

Baron: Have we offended you in some way?

(Y/n): No, I'm simply annoyed with you all and wish to be on my way.

Ciri: Perhaps we can give you a ride?

(Y/n): What's the deal with you? Why are you so interested in me?

Ciri: I don't know... I just have a gut feeling about you.

Ferra: A gut feeling? Oh, dear...

Ashann: The last time she had one of those "feelings" of hers, I joined the group.

(Y/n): Thanks for the warning.

Ciri: Wait! How about you accompany us to Castle Vaderton? We could get to know each other, you might find that we're similar.

(Y/n): Similar? How?

Ciri: We both can't stand and watch while others are in trouble. That's why you saved the village, right?

(Y/n):... Is this how you recruit people?

Ciri:?

(Y/n): You find someone with potential, then try to get close to them to make them think there's some kind of "bond"?

Ciri: What? No, it's not like that. I just want to pick your brain is all.

(Y/n): Tch, yeah right.

(Y/n): And you're wrong. We're nothing alike.

(Y/n): The reason I saved this village was because I needed supplies, and I didn't want the ruined scraps of what the demons left.

(Y/n): I couldn't care less about what happens to this place. It can burn for all I care.

Ciri: Is that really it?

(Y/n): Yes. Now let's never meet again.

He walks off, this time, however, they didn't follow.

Ciri:...

Ashann: Leave it be Ciri.

A villager then came running with a bag of gold coins.

Villager: Where is the young man that saved our village?

Baron: He left.

Villager: He forgot the rest of his coin. Oh, well...

They leave.

Ciri:...

Baron: Something wrong?

Ciri: Why would someone who saved a village, simply to get supplies from them forget to take the rest of the coin he was given?

Ferra: He forgot? He did say he forgot everything else.

Ashann: It's not our problem. We should continue along our path.

Hoot: hoot!

Ciri: Very well... Onward.

The heroes continued along there journey as the ex Demon Lord continued on his retirement.

(Ending song}