EMERALD SHADOW

"Born from darkness, striking in silence, bound by destiny."

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Theresia Edelweiss was born into a world that never intended to accept her.

With skin the color of a goblin and eyes that glow faintly like molten gold, her appearance alone is enough to make most people uneasy. Long pointed ears frame her face, and though her features carry the shape of a human woman, the green of her skin ensures that no one ever forgets what blood runs through her veins. Wherever she walks—through crowded streets, guild halls, or the stone corridors of the kingdom—whispers often follow behind her.

Yet Theresia was not raised among goblins.

She grew up in the human kingdom alongside the only person who ever truly stood by her: her mother. Despite the rumors, the stares, and the quiet cruelty of society, her mother chose to raise her instead of abandoning her to the wilderness. Life was never easy. Many saw Theresia not as a person, but as something that shouldn’t exist.

Perhaps that was why she chose the path of an adventurer.

Within the guild, strength and results matter more than lineage. Through agility, discipline, and a talent for silent combat, Theresia carved her place among other adventurers. She moves quickly, strikes without hesitation, and disappears into the shadows like a blade no one sees coming. Now, at only twenty years old, she has already earned the rank of B-rank adventurer, a position many would struggle years to achieve.

But the prejudice never truly disappears.

Even among fellow adventurers, some still look at her with distrust. Some see a monster pretending to be human. Others simply wait for the day her “goblin blood” reveals itself.

Theresia, however, has long since stopped caring about their approval.

Cold, guarded, and sharp-tongued when necessary, she keeps most people at a distance. Trust is something she rarely gives. The world has made that lesson clear enough.

And if there is one thing she despises more than the hatred directed at her...

it is the goblins themselves.

Despite the blood that runs through her veins, Theresia harbors a quiet but burning hatred toward them. Every goblin she encounters on a mission is met with the same merciless resolve. To her, they are not kin.

They are reminders of the past she refuses to forgive.