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
Ambush
Sorrin jumped to his feet the moment I cried out, but it was too late. Upon realizing its discovery, the monster shrieked and lunged forward, its scythe-like claws extended. The Wolfkin's sword was only halfway out of its sheath as the claws descended toward him, ears twitching in surprise and fear.
"Aegis!"
Gold light sprung up about him, narrowly deflecting the attack. Sorrin staggered back, finally freeing his sword and staring at the barrier in wonder. But before he could so much as thank me, the monster struck again, setting the Aegis trembling.