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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 · Fantasi
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Acknowledging the Truth

Following the encounter with the Pope, I was left to continue on with my life at the Divine Throne. Being free of an escort was both a blessing and a curse, having a greater impact than any of the other commands. The most notable change was a lack of respect among the regular slaves and priests. A Father was a noble figure, one whose very presence commanded subservience. Without his notable presence clearing the hallway and smoothing over contention, life became more difficult. On a positive note, without oversight, I could spend as much time as I wanted, which inevitably led me to the library.

I sighed contentedly as the musty smell of paper washed over me, welcoming me to my haven. Thron glanced up when I entered, beckoning me to him as soon as we locked eyes.

"Congratulations on the duel," he said, smiling widely as he patted me on the head.