Something sinister is brewing in the continent of Baygth. Deep in the forest of the kingdom of Calarin, the magical remains of a battlefield manifested something unnatural— a slime-like shadowy mass. A formless blob with no memory born from the war, it shifts. Driven by her instincts to consume, it gains their memories and skills. Yet despite that, it craves something more... After her death, she swore to herself that she would not make the same mistake again. Meeting both new and old enemies. "This time, I'll definitely survive."