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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 · Fantasie
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A Moment of Reprieve

"Alright, slowly now, take a deep breath," Elinore instructed gently.

I obeyed, letting air fill my lungs until a crack of pain shot through my side, and hissed through my teeth. Elinore frowned and adjusted her spell, washing away the pain with a fresh wave of Life Magic. 

"Good. Now breathe out."

I brushed away a tear and did as she asked, exhaling through parted lips. While maintaining her spell with one hand, she patted my head with the other, whispering encouragement the whole time. My tail twitched involuntarily, a flush warming my cheeks despite my best efforts to hide it. Fortunately, the tent was empty aside from ourselves, and Elinore didn't seem to care for my bashfulness, only smiling a bit at the conflict in my eyes. I hated feeling helpless and coddled, but a part of me yearned for that touch, to be soothed and comforted like a child.