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

A quiet hush fell over the tower as every soul within shuddered at once. The crystal focus beneath my hand let out a high-pitched whine and began to vibrate violently, glowing brighter and brighter as the supercharged Dispel Magic ravaged the delicate runes and circles maintaining the curse.

The room rocked from the shockwave, tiny knives of crystal shrapnel flying in all directions. The Blade Ward kept them from my hand, but I still stumbled back, looking up in awe as the golden chains binding the Shard shook. Black, jagged cracks ran through the polished metal, and link by link, it began to break. Gold rained from the sky in flecks and fragments, peppering the ground and the spell collapsed in on itself.

The crystal hummed as thousands of black threads snapped at once, seeming relieved to be free of the burden. It brightened momentarily as the mana it was mustering no longer had anywhere to go, but quickly dispersed it.

Terrible Price