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The Forsaken Hero

I closed my eyes and sighed, letting the needle slip through my fingers and clatter to the alley floor. It wasn’t like anyone would miss me. There was always someone else to beat or rape. The nothingness was a relief. At least now I have peace. Only...since when did 'nothingness' have 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. Discord: https://discord.gg/PX3xqJdZMY

Author_of_Fate · Fantasy
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Face to Face

The first to land was Victor, the Justice Hero. He didn't bother using mana to slow his descent, slamming into the ground with bone-jarring force just twenty feet away. I instinctively raised my arms, shielding my face, as the impact cratered the earth and sent fragments flying like shrapnel. They clattered harmlessly against my wards, but the sheer force of the impact made me flinch.

Victor stood tall in his gleaming silver and blue armor, surrounded by several of his Justice Armaments, including the translucent shield, sword, and spear. His helmet was open, revealing smoldering eyes and a face set in a grim scowl. One of his arms was tucked close to his chest, protecting the stump where his hand should have been. A shaped piece of steel covered the wound, but I remembered the gruesome sight of Kahlen severing it.