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

The Farewell Banquet was a small gathering of the local nobles, upper clergy, and heroes. After bidding farewell to Thron, I managed to arrive early and secured a seat in the far corner with my back to the wall. Levin and Grace were already there, but they hardly spared me a glance before returning to their conversation.


As more guests filtered in, I idly grabbed my staff from the air, laying it across my lap and running my hands over the fluted shaft. The strange connection I had with it was intact, but no more noticeable than the subtle tug I felt toward Soltair. Although I'd never used it, I could sense a dormant power locked away in the star-shaped crystal, its mere presence exciting the mana within me.
