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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

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Pleading

She nodded, keeping close to Fyren. "I know you think I'm just trying to preserve myself by making up conditions for my healing," she said, her voice trembling slightly, "but I'm not lying. I've managed to hide it from her for now, but the truth is that Xiviyah isn't well yet. The sun purge has disappeared, but she's weaker than she should be. As I told you last week, she healed her soul, but there's still something off about her aura."

Luke snorted derisively. "Congratulations, you understand why I'm keeping you alive. But that doesn't change the fact that she woke up or that she has access to her magic. Even if she's not in perfect condition, isn't she enough to prophecy?"