Even If I'm Just a Mob...

As I panted in short, shallow breaths, the back of my head where I'd been struck and my right foot began to throb.

I cautiously touched the back of my head and felt that blood had dried and matted in my hair.

“Ugh...”

Had I been hated enough for someone to hit me and dump me in the forest? I stared blankly, stunned by the realization.

(In the end, I was abandoned...)

As a mob with no Skills or anything, I was just in someone's way, so they threw me away.

(Maybe no one will come to save me...)

Because I'm a mob. I'm not an important character in the story.

(When I'm in danger, I won't suddenly awaken some power or get rescued by a spirit. Nothing that convenient will happen...)

Maybe I'll die here, quietly and alone. Because...