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 will give you a chance to explain yourself," High Arbiter Elek said, looming over me stiffly.

I remained on my knees before him, my tail twisting nervously. The soldiers of the Last Light Company stood around us in a loose ring, solemn and silent as the grave. Their weary countenances were torn by conflict, an uncertain glow in their eyes. The arbiter's wings fanned out behind him, rustling in agitation as he folded his arms, staring down at me.

"It was the only way," I whispered, not daring to meet any of their eyes.

Alex snorted, standing beside Connor outside the ring. "As if we can believe a story like that. Even if you could use infernal mana, how could you possibly kill a sixth-level demon? Not even Soltair can beat a demon at the same level by himself, so how could you when you're so much weaker?"

To the Divine Throne