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Infallible Oathbreaker

Every day for six years straight, from the time he was twelve, Darius Omen hit an anvil with a hammer ten thousand times a day without stopping. He did not know the reason why he needed to, all he knew was that he had to. Little did he know that hit by hit, strike by strike, his originally meek body was being refined into something that had never been seen before in the history of mankind. In the war against spirits, mankind had little to be proud of. Yet one day a young man entered the battlefield. He dazzled millions and killed even more, all with merely a rusty old hammer than no one could hold or fathom.

theonionjunktion · War
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75 Chs

Test of strength

Hope was interested in seeing how Darius would do. She jumped off the table and disregarded them completely. Even though she said nothing Ro followed. Darius saw Ro waving, telling him to follow. Darius sighed in resignation and followed the duo.

They entered a state-of-the-art elevator. It was superb. Darius, as a hick, had little to zero experience with such things and hence couldn't help but marvel. "Wait, where are the buttons?" He asked confused.

Hope ignored his question and said, "Initiate rookie movement to testing grounds." A rumbling sound started to buzz throughout the elevator as it started to vibrate. Ro took a puff and said, "Youngblood, I would grab something if I was you."

Darius then had an impending sense of crisis and immediately grabbed the rail. He was grateful to the gods that he had done so seconds earlier. When the buzzing reached its crescendo, Darius started feeling dizzy, a feeling he had not felt in a while.