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

The dark grip of the shadowy tendrils grew tighter, squeezing until my body groaned in protest. My tail, the only part of me that wasn't restrained, lashed furiously, but no matter how I struggled, their grip only tightened, refusing to let go.

Last we met, Vithrass claimed this spell, the Chains of Shadows, was his own invention. It specialized in capturing mages, binding their tongue and movements to inhibit their spellcasting ability. It was useless toward me in that regard, but Vithrass had other plans, leaving my mouth free.

A strange magic radiated out through my skin from the icky touch of the tentacles. My soul warmed as Adaptive Resistance rose to meet, it, battling off the strange, invasive power. Tingles erupted across my body, crawling over my body as the waves of encroaching magic increased, jumping up an entire tier of power.

Surpassing Limits