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
The Earth Hero
I sat across from Levin, hands tightly gripping the hem of my skirt in my lap. The room was silent for the agitated swishing of my tail and the crackle of the fire in the corner. A tear trickled down my cheek, the sting of the Earth Hero's cruel words fresh in my heart.
After a few tense seconds, Levin shifted and sighed, resting his chin on his scarred hand. "Look, I'm sorry about what I said. I don't actually think you're a…a…" He looked away, cheeks tinged with red.
"It's alright," I whispered, staring at my hand in my lap. "I'm…used to it."
"Then please stop crying. It's distracting," he muttered.
"S-sorry." I swallowed hard and brushed the tears from my eyes. My tail continued to flick back and forth, so I snatched it from the air and held it in my lap, stroking the tip softly.