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
Conversation in the Garden
"Is everything alright?" Selena asked, looking at me worriedly.
My eyelids fluttered, and I became aware of the furrow etched in my brow. "Just a bit distracted. Was there something specific you wanted to discuss?"
I had just arrived at the mage training grounds when Selena approached me and pulled me along through the gardens. The grounds were crowded with sightseers and pilgrims, but Selena claimed to know of a location hidden behind the kitchens, a secret garden, of sorts.