This “lone wolf” prefers to drink and eat dinner alone, often staying at
the local pub long after even the local drunkards have quieted down,
slowly sipping her favorite sake to ease her aching muscles.

She contemplates and reminisces, often questioning why she’s still
here, on this planet, merely existing, doing what she’s always done.
Even though she continuously acquires renown for what the
townspeople call “heroism”, she still feels empty. In her mind, she
never was, and never will be a hero.

She doesn’t realize she’d soon meet someone who would help her find her true purpose in life, who helps her find value in herself, and
eventually, forgiveness.