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 go forward," I said, looking around the command tent.

The ring of soldiers looked at me intently, many reflecting acceptance or trepidation. Most were familiar to me, but I knew many of the senior squad leaders by little more than face.

With the addition of the different branches, the command structure of the Last Light Company had been consolidated. Commander Bethiv stood at the head, with Jackal and Joel serving as secondary leadership with the assumed rank of Captain. Korra and I were outside the command structure, though not a single soldier dared to disobey us.

"I see," Bethiv said, nodding. "In that case, we'll break camp tomorrow and head toward Brithlite City. Jackal, Joel, see that your men are ready to move by dawn."

"Yes sir," the two captains said with a salute.

New Magic