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The Forsaken Hero

Discord: https://discord.gg/PX3xqJdZMY 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.

Author_of_Fate · Fantasy
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My heart dropped as Lord Byron's words tore through my chest, filled with naked desire and lust. From the cruel twist of his smile to the depraved look in his eye, this lord was anything but magnanimous.

"Slave Hero?" Soltair asked slowly, his eyes narrowing.

The lord smiled, appearing entirely relaxed. "Of course. Word spread soon before the festival started that the final hero had been found. A slave demonkin, by all accounts. As it teased upon some of my favorite pastimes, I paid close attention. Who'd have thought she'd show up at my doorstep!"

"I see. Yes, Xiviyah, the Fate Hero, is currently my slave, but I trust you will treat her with the status she deserves."

"Naturally. But, if she ever does act up, feel free to come for advice. I have more than enough experience in winning loyalty," Lord Byron said, giving me a playful wink.