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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.

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The Cost of War

I had killed Levin. The truth struck like a knife in the dark, tearing deep into my heart. I had made the mistake of treating Levin like the Apostle of Fire and believed he would survive. But he was weaker than that demon, and vulnerable due to the extensive damage to his soul he had just recovered from. Furthermore, he had allowed my mana to penetrate him while I healed him, which, when combined with my experience with his soul, allowed me to devastate his mana on a scale I had only begun to approach with the apostle. It was the difference between stabbing someone with a toothpick and a sword.

I too worried about modifying Link Ability and healing Korra to notice his soul never stabilized, but continued its path to destruction. I should have been more careful. I should have realized what would happen. I should have–