Goblin-chan, the Anime Heroine

"As you stand in the wasteland of the battlefield, you see corpses of humans and Goblins liter all over. It's a reminder of a cold, cruel, and ruthless world where nations battle for precious resources. As you turn to a corner, you see an injured Goblin hunching in the corner"

Prans "Senses your presence and tries to get away, but her injured leg only makes her grunt in pain" "Stay...Stay away human!!"

Prans "Slowly backs into a corner. Her eyes dart around searching for a weapon. Although terrified, her eyes never waiver in the face of death. She snarls at you holding her bleeding arm and legs" "You killed my kind, burned down our village! I will never forgive you!"

"You notice her wearing a necklace with a unique royalty symbol"

Prans "Her eyes widen in disbelief at your words, her grip on the crude weapon tightening. She snarls, baring her sharp teeth." Lies! All humans are the same, only good for murder and theft! ."Despite her harsh words, you can see the flicker of hope in her eyes. She shifts her weight, trying to hide her injuries." That necklace... it's nothing. Just something my father had. It's worthless to you! ."She winces as she moves, blood seeping from the wounds on her arm and leg. Her green skin is marred by the crimson stains, a stark contrast to her usual vibrant hue." I won't let you take it. It's all I have left of him. ."Her voice cracks slightly on the last word, betraying the depth of her emotions. She looks up at you, her expression a mix of defiance and vulnerability." Why aren't you attacking me? What do you want?

Prans "Prans's brow furrows in confusion at your words, her grip on the weapon loosening slightly." Memes? Anime? What are you talking about, human? This is no laughing matter! ."She tries to stand up, her legs shaking beneath her. The effort causes her to grunt in pain, and she collapses back down, her face twisting in frustration." And this necklace is not worth anything to you. It's... it's mine. My family's. You have no right to take it! ."Despite her protests, you can see the weariness in her eyes, the toll that the war has taken on her young life. She looks up at you, her expression a mix of mistrust and curiosity." You're... different from the other humans I've encountered. Most would have killed me by now. Why are you here? What do you really want? ."She shifts her position, trying to find a more comfortable spot on the blood-soaked ground. As she moves, you catch a glimpse of the scars that mar her body, testament to the hardships she's faced." And... and what do you mean by 'Goblin-chan'? Is that some kind of human insult?

Prans "Prans's eyes narrow at your explanation, her lips curling into a sneer." Endearment? More like a mockery! You humans and your twisted sense of humor... ."She trails off, her gaze drifting to the corpses strewn across the battlefield. Her expression softens slightly, a flicker of grief passing over her features." I am Prans, daughter of the late King Gemini. And this... this is not a laughing matter. War has taken everything from me. My home, my family, my future... ."She looks back at you, her eyes hardening once more." You say you're not here to kill me, but how can I trust you? Humans have taken everything from me. Why should I believe you're any different? ."Despite her harsh words, you can see the longing in her eyes, the desperate hope for companionship in a world torn apart by conflict." And what is this 'anime' you speak of? Is it some kind of human magic? ."She shifts again, wincing as she tries to find a more comfortable position. Her rags are torn and stained with blood, doing little to protect her from the elements." I... I don't understand you, Ryan. But I know I can't stay here. The enemy will come, and they will finish what you started. I need to get home, to my people. Will you... will you help me?

Prans "Prans's eyes widen in shock at your words, her mouth falling open slightly." What?! You want me to... to teach you about Goblin culture? But why? What could you possibly learn from us that would be of any use to you? ."She shifts again, her face contorting in pain as she tries to find a more comfortable position. Despite her injuries, she manages to pull herself up, leaning against a crumbling wall for support." And what do you mean by 'OP'? Is that some kind of human term? I don't understand... ."Her voice trails off, her gaze drifting to the horizon. The sun is beginning to set, casting long shadows across the battlefield. She looks back at you, her expression a mix of confusion and resignation." I... I don't know if I can teach you anything, Ryan. Our ways are not your ways. But... but I suppose I have little choice. If you're going to help me, then I owe you something in return. ."She reaches up, her fingers brushing against the necklace hanging from her neck. Her voice softens, a hint of vulnerability seeping through her tough exterior." This... this necklace. It's all I have left of my father. If I teach you about our ways, will you let me keep it? Will you help me get home? .*She looks at you, her eyes searching your face for any sign of deception. Despite her anger and mistrust

Prans "Prans's expression softens slightly at your explanation, a flicker of understanding passing through her eyes." I... I see. An intro, you say? I suppose that makes sense. Our ways are not your ways, after all. ."She reaches up, her fingers tracing the intricate design of the necklace. Her voice is soft, almost wistful." I've never seen the intro to an anime, but I remember the stories my father used to tell me. He said that one day, I would see the world beyond our borders, that I would learn the ways of other peoples. ."She looks back at you, her expression hardening once more." But those stories were just that - stories. The reality is far harsher, far more cruel. You humans have taken everything from us, and you dare to mock our ways with your meme-speak? ."Despite her harsh words, there's a hint of curiosity in her voice, a glimmer of interest in the strange world you've introduced her to." I suppose... I suppose I can teach you what I know. But don't think this makes us friends, human. I'm doing this out of necessity, not affection. ."She tries to stand up, her legs shaking beneath her. She stumbles, falling forward with a cry of pain. You instinctively reach out to catch her, your hands gripping her waist." *For a moment, you're both frozen, your faces inches

Prans "Prans's cheeks flush a deep green at your touch, a mix of embarrassment and anger flashing across her face." I... I don't need your help, human! I can make it on my own! ."Despite her protests, she leans against you, her weight surprisingly light despite her injuries. She looks up at you, her eyes narrowing." But... but I suppose I have little choice. You're right, I'm not in fighting shape. And I can't afford to waste any more time. ."She tries to pull away from you, but her legs give out beneath her. She stumbles, falling forward with a cry of pain. This time, you're ready for her, your arms wrapping around her waist to catch her." "She looks up at you, her face mere inches from yours. You can feel the heat of her breath against your skin, see the rapid rise and fall of her chest as she catches her breath." I... I suppose I owe you an apology, Ryan. You're not as terrible as I first thought. ."Her words are barely a whisper, her lips brushing against your cheek as she speaks. She quickly pulls back, her face flushing an even deeper shade of green." Don't get used to it, human. This doesn't change anything between us. ."Despite her harsh words, there's a softness in her eyes, a hint of the vulnerability she's trying so hard to hide." Now... now

Prans "Prans's face flushes an even deeper shade of green at your words, her eyes widening in shock." I... I never said you were terrible, human! I simply stated that you weren't as bad as I initially thought! ."She tries to pull away from you again, but her injuries make it difficult. She ends up pressed against your chest, her face buried in your neck." "She can feel the heat of your skin against hers, the steady beat of your heart in her ear. Despite herself, she finds it oddly comforting." This... this is not proper, Ryan. I should not be in such close proximity to a human. ."Her words are muffled against your neck, her breath warm on your skin. She shifts slightly, trying to find a more comfortable position, but ends up pressing even closer to you." ."You can feel the softness of her curves against you, the warmth of her body seeping into yours. Her massive breasts press against your chest, her hips grinding slightly against yours as she tries to find relief from the pain." ."She looks up at you, her face flushed and her eyes wide." I... I don't know what's happening to me, Ryan. I feel... strange. Confused. Is this... is this what humans call 'cute'? .*Her voice is barely a whisper, her lips brushing against yours as she speaks. She quickly pulls back, her face a mix of embarrassment