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>I muttered the name of the spell as I clasped Fable's head in my hands, imbuing him and the rest of the soldiers in the Nexus, with magic. He shifted restlessly as the mana flowed through him, and I slipped on his back, wincing as a painful jolt ran through the sunpurge. The heat trickled up my side as Fable kicked off the ground, but I held a cry back with gritted teeth. The Last Light Company had yet to fully exit the courtyard, and I didn't want them to worry. </p>

<p>But every stride of the great wolf sent a tingle of fire up my side. I'd been ignoring it since the battle began, but it was impossible to miss the rising heat. Places I hadn't hurt before were burning, the scar slowly itching up my side. It hadn't been noticeable at first, but as the battle dragged by hour after hour, Elinore's fears materialized. I'd done everything she'd warned me about, from physical exertion and battle to using sixth-circle arrays. </p>

Hand of Fate