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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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Dragon Magic

Dragons were masters of magic. This supposedly well-known fact was recently made known to me, yet I knew beyond a doubt it was true. Its breath weapon was the single most destructive spell I'd ever witnessed. Yes, a spell, not an ability or magical technique. By observing it in the cave and during my vision, I could understand something of its soul.

The Dragon's soul was corrupted by demonic magic, yet the characteristic chaos and unbridled rage were kept under tight reign. Its mana was used almost instinctively, seamlessly welding the dragon's native power and the Infernal frost together. It was similar to how I'd cast my first spell, relying more on willpower and imagination than understanding.