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The gods have killed all the witches.

Well, one of them still survives. And thankfully, her sisters were able to take many of the gods with them. But when a goddess resurfaces to take over the human world, will our heroine accept a call to stop her? Or will she prefer to be left alone and live a simple, peaceful life by herself?

And what will she do if others come expecting her to help? After all, Afena is known to have killed a god by herself. How can she escape that kind of reputation?

Afena Inarenta

Afena didn't answer. It could have required too much concentration to do so, and she couldn't get lost in memories or fantasies any more. This was her chance to get out of this right there and then, and not lose any more time in the twisted, horrid, cruel depths that her mind could conjure up with the aid of a monster.

Instead, she smiled at the image of what she thought she looked like inside. Wasted, tired, weathered, jaded, embittered, unwholesome.

She smiled, and she couldn't help laughing as well.

"This is what you are. This is what you made of yourself. All your choices, all your thoughts brought you to this. What you are is what made you, and you are horrid."

"No argument from me," said Afena. She threw the little pouch at her reflection, and it burst on impact.

Cracks and Fortitude