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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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575 Chs

The Guild House

Adventurers approached us from all sides, creating a tight bubble around us. Fable growled menacingly, keeping them from getting too close, but the sudden circle of noise and light was overwhelming. My tail twitched anxiously as I rubbed my horn, the beginnings of headache groaning like a storm on the horizon. 

"That's enough, everyone," Dyson said getting to his feet. "We've had a long night, and my companion is exhausted, so we'd appreciate some space. I'd love to tell you about our latest adventures, but that will be another time. We'll be around the city for a while, so please be patient."

As the noise quieted down, I peeked out around us, noting the crowd was filled with mainly young, bright-eyed adventurers. The older, gray-haired folk sat at their tables, calmly sipping ale or conversing in low tones. Some of them rolled their eyes at the excitable younger generation, and a few called their companions back from crowding us, shooting Dyson apologetic glances.