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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

The days after the tournament slipped by all too quickly, backing me up against the wall of departure. Small butterflies fluttered around my stomach whenever I thought of the approaching date, filling me with uneasy anticipation. With so little time left, I dove into training with renewed vigor. Since I had finally crossed the threshold of fifth-circle magic, my mana underwent a transformative expansion. The difference between circles was small at lower levels, so I hadn't noticed the difference before, but my body now overflowed with power. Each time a mage transcended tiers, their mana reciprocated and became much easier to increase for a small period of time. By the end of the second day after the tournament, I was capable of casting three fifth-circle spells back to back, provided I was okay with collapsing to the ground afterward. Selena certainly wasn't happy about that…


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