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>The Inquisitors pushed me through a doorway and into a large, open room. Another magic circle was etched upon the ground, spanning nearly twenty feet, with another identical circle carved on the ceiling fifteen feet above. A myriad of tools, tomes, and magical devices were spread across several rectangular tables scattered throughout the room. One of the inquisitors snatched an iron collar off a table and snapped it around my neck while the other fastened iron cuffs about my wrists. The first, a black-haired woman with a strong jawline, whispered a word, magically locking them. </p>

New Magic