The Forsaken Hero
I closed my eyes and let out a shuddering breath. My fingers were numb and cold, my arm aching where the needle pierced the vein. Something clattered onto the pavement, and I looked down to see the needle. It had slipped out of my hand. Nothingness swirled around me, bringing the first sense of peace I'd felt in my short, miserable life. There was no one to miss me, and no one I would miss. There's always someone else to beat or rape. The regulars would move on quickly. I died. Only...wasn't death supposed to be dark? And since when did 'nothingness' have so many gods? Discord: https://discord.gg/PX3xqJdZMY
Starfall
The earthen dome trembled. Chunks of rubble the size of houses fell from the lower layers, flattening buildings and people indiscriminately. A moment later, a scathing pillar of light drilled through the stone, evaporating nearly half the city. It lingered for several seconds, burning itself into the eyes of all who witnessed its power, before finally fading.
I cringed as the accompanying shockwave of sun magic rolled over me. Adaptive Resistance protected me from any actual damage, but the Sunpurge throbbed painfully, remembering the moment it had been seared into my flesh. I hadn't managed to turn away in time, either, and spent the next few seconds blinking away blindness, as though I'd just been staring at the sun.