Foreigner On The Periphery (Remake)

Trapped in an endless cycle, I despise labor but am bound by necessity. There’s no escape from the grind. Conflicts with outsiders—Humans, Elves, Orcs, Trolls, even Dragons—persist without relief. Centuries of resentment weigh on me, a prisoner of my own survival. The moment I pause, it’s over. Eight hundred years of forced servitude, a life where rest equals death. The monotony gnaws at my spirit, yet stopping is not an option. Every day blends into the next, a relentless march toward an unchanging fate. The world moves around me, indifferent to my exhaustion. I am nothing but a cog, worn down but never allowed to break. The work never ends, and neither does my silent protest.