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 training fields were spaced between two of the encampments, resting directly underneath the shadow of the colossal stone monolith. Young, bright-eyed soldiers marched in neat files or ran through combat drills on the frosty fields. Orion strode confidently into their midst, nodding his approval as they snapped to attention.

"Ranks!" he shouted, crossing his arms and glaring at the youth sternly.

They reacted instantly with the discipline that came from long hours of dedication and practice, falling into three distinct companies. Each group held several dozen men, with a few women sprinkled throughout, all between second and third levels. When the last soldier fell into place, they pressed their gauntlets to their breastplates, filling the brisk morning air with the ring of steel.

The Last Light Recruits