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I closed my eyes and let out a long, shuddering breath. The needle slipped through my numb fingers and clattered onto the rough pavement. Nothingness swirled around me, bringing the first peace I'd felt in my short, miserable life. No one would miss me, and if any did...? Well, there was always someone else to beat or rape. They'd move on quickly.

But then...gods? Since when did nothingness have so many gods?

Chosen by the goddess of Fate, I'm thrust into a world of magic and wonder alongside nine other heroes. A world where the gods reign supreme, and evil is vanquished before it can spread its blight.

Can such a place truly exist? Could life really be worth living?

I've heard that the brightest lights cast the longest shadows, but my life has been nothing but darkness. Perhaps this new world will be the chance I need to find the light, to see the other side.

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The Forsaken Hero

"Are you sure this is a good idea?" R'lissea asked, her brow furrowed as Luke stood and summoned his staff.

Jessia shrugged. "It's not like they can do anything about it. Might as well thin their numbers out a bit."

Luke nodded and mustered his mana. He raised his staff and then paused, rubbing his horn. "It's... a little high. Would you take us lower? My spell's got a shorter range."

I shifted, tightening my grip on Borealis's feathers to peer over the side. The shimmering purple haze sparkled in the fading sunlight, dark and ominous. Below us, the city continued with its evening, unaware of our presence over their heads.

A tingle raced through my soul as I spotted a small fort built into a peak overlooking the city. It was similar to those that had defended Whitecliff City, with a few towers bristling with mana cannons, but something about it drew my gaze.

"Did you see that before?" I asked, tugging at Jessia's sleeve."

Sky Skirmish