That Time I got Turned Into a Dragonoid

Just as Scarlett and her army departed for the battlefield, an unforeseen event began to unfold. Out of nowhere, an invisible barrier started forming around Dreadhaven. Within mere seconds, it had enveloped the entire village without anyone noticing. 

"We successfully placed the advanced class stealth barrier. The barrier will last for twenty minutes. For the next twenty minutes, no one will even notice the barrier or understand why they feel so weak!" announced a young man with dark-golden hair. He wore a white robe and had a unique sword sheathed at his waist. This man was none other than Lórien.

"Is everyone ready?" Lórien questioned the individuals behind him, his voice carrying a calm authority.

"Yes, Captain!" they shouted in unison. Each one was clad in the same white robe and knight-like outfit, presenting a unified front. Among them were familiar faces: five of Aoto's classmates who had also been summoned to this world. The main figures were Yushiro, with his grey hair and cocky demeanor, and Renji, whose handsome face and brown hair gave him the appearance of a typical protagonist.

The group consisted of nine individuals in total: Lórien the captain, five other males, and three females. They were a diverse yet cohesive unit, each one bearing the weight of their mission with a determined expression.

Lórien's command drew everyone's attention to the village of Dreadhaven. From their vantage point atop a nearby mountain, they had a clear view of the bustling village below. Despite its appearance, Dreadhaven was a place of monsters and demons, not humans. 

Taking a clear glance at Dreadhaven village, they departed swiftly and silently. Within minutes, they reached the outskirts of the village, their movements precise and undetected. As they approached the gate of Dreadhaven, the gravity of their mission settled over them like a heavy cloak.

"I'm saying it again," Lórien reiterated, his voice low but firm. "Our main focus is to rescue Yumi Yamamoto. Our robes have built-in stealth capabilities. Do your best to avoid drawing attention. It would be ideal if we could complete this mission quietly, without anyone noticing. A fight would complicate things and increase our risks, especially since that succubus is also here, With the barrier we only have twenty minutes .We cannot afford any mistakes."

The team nodded in agreement, their faces set with determination. With practiced ease, they scaled the sturdy gate and entered Dreadhaven in stealth. The village was eerily quiet, the usual bustle of activity replaced by an oppressive silence. The air was thick with tension, every shadow seeming to hide potential danger.

"Renji, come with me," Lórien directed. "We're heading straight to the palace that's currently under construction. Half of you go south to a house with pink paint. The other half head north to the farm area. Whoever finds her first, inform us immediately."

Lórien's command was clear and concise, reflecting his experience and leadership. The others widened their eyes in shock at his detailed knowledge of the village's layout. Renji couldn't help but ask, "How do you know all of this?"

A sly grin appeared on Lórien's face. "Hehehe... everyone has traitors," he said with a hint of amusement before leaping onto a nearby rooftop. Impressed, Renji followed closely behind him, his curiosity piqued.

Yushiro and three others turned towards the south, moving with purpose toward Yumi's house. The remaining three headed north to the farm area.

Meanwhile, in the village of Dreadhaven, the atmosphere was a mix of peace and quiet, yet there was an underlying tension. Two hobgoblin women were busy arranging their goods, carrying baskets of fruits to a designated spot. As they placed the baskets in a neat group, they both panted heavily.

"Huff... huff..." one of the women panted, placing a hand on her belly. "Were these baskets of fruits always this heavy?" she asked, her voice strained.

"Huff... yeah, right?" the other woman responded, equally breathless. "I used to lift them with one finger. What's happening?" She exhaled deeply and turned her face towards the sky. "It's evening already. It looks like it's going to rain, but why do I feel like I'm in a desert? Hahaha..." She chuckled, thinking it was just her imagination, unaware that a barrier had already been placed on them.

"I'm feeling it too," the first woman replied. "I think it's because we're stressed. Our husbands are on the battlefield. There's barely any man remaining right now other than Elder Semiath. Many females also joined the battle. Only a few hundred women with no combat experience and children are left." She sighed and started walking to carry another fruit basket.

The other woman walked beside her, sharing her thoughts. "Yeah, my husband is a shop owner, but he still went to the battlefield, saying, 'Fighting is every monster and demon's first job.' Pfftt."

Their conversation was interrupted by a delicate, cute voice. "Mom... mom... I'm hungry. I want to eat fruits!" The voice belonged to Tara, the daughter of the hobgoblin woman on the right.

The woman immediately bent down, placing her hand on her daughter's head and patting her gently. "Go ahead, there's a bunch of fruit baskets we just placed over there. Take a few, but don't eat everything, okay?" she said in a motherly voice. With a warm smile, she straightened up, watching her daughter run towards the fruit baskets before turning back to retrieve the remaining ones.

As her daughter Tara was enjoying her fruit, her happy moments were abruptly cut short as Yushiro and his team made their way towards Yumi's house. Yushiro, leaping from one house to another, suddenly stopped and began surveying the village below.

"The village is quite large, but the number of people is surprisingly few," he thought, puzzled. "They look more like humans than monsters. And I only see females. Is this a village of females?"

"Why did you stop?" came a voice from behind. It was Kenya, another hero from their world.

An evil grin spread across Yushiro's face as he turned back. "I was thinking, why do we have to move quietly? Remember the day that bitch humiliated us all? But now things are different. We're a lot stronger than before. How about we take revenge for that day?" His voice dripped with malice and the promise of vengeance.

His words stirred a burning anger in the hearts of his comrades. The memory of Scarlett single-handedly defeating them, effortlessly crushing their pride, was still fresh and painful. Their agreement was immediate, fueled by a shared desire for retribution.

Yushiro's gaze darted around, searching for a target to make his point. His eyes landed on a hobgoblin child, Tara, who was blissfully unaware of the danger as she enjoyed her fruit.

In an instant, they were in front of her, their tall figures casting ominous shadows over the girl. Tara, noticing the sudden darkness, looked up curiously. Her innocent face was a picture of confusion.

"Humans? Are you a guest—?" she began to ask, but before she could finish, Yushiro unsheathed his sword with a swift, brutal motion. The blade sliced through the air and then through the delicate child's neck, beheading her in a single, merciless strike.

Tara's world turned upside down. She couldn't comprehend what had happened. Her vision spun, and the pain in her neck was unbearable. "Everything looks upside down. My neck... it hurts so much!" she cried in agony, tears streaming from her eyes. Her severed head landed on the ground with a sickening thud, and within seconds, her life faded away.

The scene was brutal and heart-wrenching. The once-peaceful village was now tainted with the blood of an innocent. The look of confusion and pain frozen on Tara's face was a haunting reminder of the cruelty she had just experienced. Yushiro's eyes gleamed with satisfaction, a twisted smile playing on his lips.  

Meanwhile, just a few meters away, Tara's mother and her friend placed their fruit baskets on the ground with loud thuds, panting heavily. "I can't... I can't lift them... It's just so heavy!" Tara's mother exclaimed, exhaling deeply. The barrier had now been in place for five minutes and was at its peak, making them feel increasingly weak and fatigued.

Tara's mother stood up, wiping sweat from her brow. "Let's forget about carrying this. My daughter still hasn't come back yet. That little rascal is probably eating more than I told her to!" she said with a mischievous smile, masking her growing concern.

"I'm coming too, then!" her friend replied, getting up with effort. Together, they started making their way towards where Tara was supposed to be.

As they arrived at the scene, their eyes widened in shock and horror. Tara's mother was the first to see it—her daughter's head, severed from her body, lying on the ground with blood pouring out like a fountain. She fell to her knees, unable to utter a single word, her body shaking with grief. Tears streamed down her face, her anguish palpable.

Her friend, equally horrified, looked around and immediately saw the culprits. Summoning every ounce of strength, she shouted with all her might, "Humans! Humans have invaded!" Her voice rang out through the silent village, a desperate cry for help.

"Oopss, I guess we got caught!" Yushiro said, an evil smile spreading across his face. His gaze turned towards the hobgoblin women, his face half-covered with the splatter of Tara's blood. It was a sight that made the scene even more chilling. In truth, they had wanted to get caught. It was all part of their twisted plan to force a confrontation.

As the echoes of the woman's cry died down, the village began to stir. The peaceful facade was shattered, replaced by chaos and fear. Yushiro's team stood ready, their expressions cold and merciless. The mission had taken a dark turn, but they reveled in the opportunity to unleash their fury.

The hobgoblin women were paralyzed with fear and sorrow, their eyes fixed on Yushiro and his team. Tara's mother clutched at the ground, her body wracked with sobs, unable to comprehend the brutal reality before her. Her friend, though terrified, stood protectively in front of her, as if her frail form could shield them from the approaching danger.

Yushiro took a step forward, his smile widening. "Looks like it's time for some fun," he said, his voice dripping with malevolence. The other heroes, emboldened by their leader, followed suit, their intentions clear.

The village of Dreadhaven, once a place of deceptive peace, was now the stage for a gruesome massacre. The hobgoblins, already weakened by the barrier, were no match for the ferocity and power of Yushiro's team. Screams and cries filled the air as the invaders unleashed their wrath.

Tara's mother, still kneeling beside her daughter's lifeless body, could do nothing but watch in helpless despair. Her friend's desperate attempts to fend off the attackers were futile as she gets stabbed to death by them. The overwhelming force of Yushiro's team was unstoppable, their cruelty knowing no bounds as they killed Tara's mother too, without showing any hint of mercy. 

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I wanna ask a very important question...

I am currently writing my new gender bender story, "Reborn as an extra : So I'm gonna mess up everything" but I have one difficulty.

What kind of appearance should I give her?

A tomby, A gyaru?, Muscular type?, Or Yandere i mean, kind of beautiful but also very scary at some time.( I can also give her yandere personality too , of course it's gonna be yuri) or something else that you know.