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 leave for one hour, and this is what happens?"

I hung my head, helpless before Soltair's exasperated question. "It's not like you being there makes it any better," I muttered. It used to, but I had too many memories of him standing idly by.

He sighed, rubbing his forehead. "Fine, but you'd better win. I won't have you bringing shame to our party, you hear? The City Lord and his councilors are already skeptical enough that we let a dragon slip away."

I dipped my head submissively, grateful he didn't accidentally punish me again. News of the duel had through the campus like wildfire, and Soltair asked us about it the instant we arrived at our lodgings within the Central Citadel.

Trithe sat on the couch beside Soltair, snuggling into his embrace. "I've heard of this Prince Eric. The Fire Kingdom is well known for their, well, use of Fire Magic."

Preparing for the Duel