The Forsaken Hero
I closed my eyes and let out a shuddering breath. My fingers were numb and cold, my arm aching where the needle pierced the vein. Something clattered onto the pavement, and I looked down to see the needle. It had slipped out of my hand. Nothingness swirled around me, bringing the first sense of peace I'd felt in my short, miserable life. There was no one to miss me, and no one I would miss. There's always someone else to beat or rape. The regulars would move on quickly. I died. Only...wasn't death supposed to be dark? And since when did 'nothingness' have so many gods? Discord: https://discord.gg/PX3xqJdZMY
Trapped
"Dammit," Sorrin spat, raising his sword. "Who are you?"
The man's sadistic smile widened, and he threw back his cowl.
"Vithrass!" I gasped, a spike of fear stabbing through my heart.
"I told you we'd meet again, though not even I expected it to be so soon. Who'd have thought you'd be so foolish as to walk into such an obvious trap?"
I frantically looked around, my eyes darting from corner to corner, but there was nowhere to run. The only exits were trapdoors, which were now sealed with third-level spells. Given time, we would be able to break out, but time was a luxury we no longer had. The two Shadow Golems loomed over us, each nearly twenty feet tall. Their eyes smoldered with rage and destruction, their claws shining viciously in the dusty light.