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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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Spreading Scars

The moment we stepped into the Hollowstream Inn, a roaring fire greeted us, its warmth pushing back the encroaching evening chill. I shivered involuntarily as the heat washed over me, not even realizing how cold I'd become. Accustomed to the Anomaly's perpetual chill, I'd forgotten the bite of a real winter settling over the land. Summer had come and gone, and autumn was now painting the world in hues of gold and crimson.

"Gith, anyone here?" Luxxa's voice, sharp and alert, cut through the cozy atmosphere.

Gith's eyes narrowed, his lips pressing into a thin line. I caught a faint pulse of mana emanating from his soul before he relaxed and shook his head. "No, it's clear. A few souls in the back rooms, but that's it."

"I'd still like to look around," Luxxa muttered, her hand instinctively drifting towards her sword hilt.

The innkeeper, who'd been hovering nearby, glanced between them, a worried frown creasing his brow. "Is something the matter?"