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

I clung to Fyren's arm, struggling to find balance amidst the violent tremors that threatened to knock me off my feet. The entire cavern quaked as if in protest, large chunks of rock plummeting amid a cloud of dust, obscuring the air.

Suppressing a cough, I swiftly summoned a Wind Wall to shield us from the debris. No sooner had the air begun to clear than the pillar of light dissipated, returning the cave to its distant, blue-tinged illumination.

"Impossible!" Soltair gasped, voicing the astonishment we all felt.

A shimmering, transparent dome of ice and snow surrounded the Dragon, encompassing several of the demonkin nearest it. The shield itself had barely withstood the attack. Long, slender cracks spiderwebbed across the entire dome, warping our vision of the inside.

Wrath of a Dragon