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

<p>Dragons were masters of magic. This supposedly well-known fact was recently made known to me, yet I knew beyond a doubt it was true. Its breath weapon was the single most destructive spell I'd ever witnessed. Yes, a spell, not an ability or magical technique. By observing it in the cave and during my vision, I could understand something of its soul.</p>

<p>The Dragon's soul was corrupted by demonic magic, yet the characteristic chaos and unbridled rage were kept under tight reign. Its mana was used almost instinctively, seamlessly welding the dragon's native power and the Infernal frost together. It was similar to how I'd cast my first spell, relying more on willpower and imagination than understanding.  </p>

Dragon Magic