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

We talked for another hour, but no one had any ideas to overcome to the problem a hero presented to my plan. Eventually, I finally finished eating and rose to go, taking only Sarra and Korra with me.

As Sarra led the way to the tent where Sari was staying, I began to tremble. My words had been brave, but now, as I approached the foxkin child, I began to have second thoughts. Would she hate me? My chest tightened, restricting my breathing, as the thought sent a shiver down my tail.

There was no doubt that she had been hurt because of me. If I hadn't befriended them in Westfall Village, Alverin never would have targeted her. He only hurt her to try and break me, to whittle down my will until he could engrave the slave crest on my chest again. It was impossible, I would never submit to him, yet in some twisted world, he thought hurting those I loved would bring me back into the 'fold'.