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

As the light of the fifth-circle array fell upon him, Vithrass dove aside, gathering his mana in a defensive magical technique. His face was pale and his tail stiff, surprise coloring every corner of his expression.

"Impossible!" he gasped, "You're only fourth level!"

I took a deep breath, ignoring his question and soaking in the power emanating from the spell. "Blade Ward."

The spell resolved with another flash, bathing me in the comforting golden light of Fate Magic. A translucent, glimmering shield solidified around me, forming a sphere that felt as solid as the ancient mountains of Heartland themselves.

"The hell?" Vithrass asked, bewildered. Slowly, the panic drained away, replaced by a cruel, mocking grin. "A shield? I don't know what the hell you're trying to do, but do you think such a pathetic imitation can withstand an attack from the real deal? I'm a true fifth-level, remember?"

Power of an Array