Author_of_Fate

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	I closed my eyes with a sigh and let the needle slip through limp fingers. It wasn’t like anyone would miss me. They could always find someone else to beat or rape. The nothingness was a relief. At least now I have peace.
	Only...I don’t remember 'nothingness' having so many gods.  
	As one of ten heroes chosen by the Divine, I was sent to another world to fend off a demon invasion. But, the gods aren’t all helpful, and treat this as a game. Waking up in the magical world of Enusia, I found myself cursed and alone, clapped in chains and despised. This world was worse, far worse than the playground I so naively left behind, filled with betrayal, pain, and death.

I've heard that the brightest lights cast the longest shadows. Perhaps, in this life, I can find if that's true. I'm tired of living in the dark. It's time to  find the light.

The Forsaken Hero

At long last, the week came to a close, and the heroes began preparing for the tournament. With my usual training spot taken over in preparation for the tournament, I knocked on Soltair's door, hoping he would keep me company.


"Ah, Xiviyah. I was hoping you'd come by," he said as I entered, "would you help me with these straps?"


I nodded, slipping behind his muscled frame to tighten the stiff leather straps of his armor. "The maids must have been busy. You're shining brighter than the sun."


He chuckled, lifting an arm to allow me better access to a particularly difficult strap. "They certainly work hard. But what about you? It's been a few days since you joined us for lunch."


My fingers slowed, but I forced them to keep moving. "I-I just got busy," I said, trying to sound casual. "Besides, you and Alex seemed to have plenty of fun together without me."


Tournament