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The Stonehearted Knight

'Why can't life be simple? I just wished to be the next baron of Grindeston. Now I have to face the world and Heavens above, only because of the damn stone acting like my heart?' Hex Darkenmane, scorned and despised by people and his fate, struggled in the dark chasms of the Endless Mountains to have one chance at becoming Blessed. Once he threaded the path of Knights, he would challenge the baron and gain everyone's respect. But things weren't as simple as he imagined. Only after gaining a Blessing and starting as a Squire did he learn the truth about the world and the Heaven governing over it. The baron's power knew no limits, Heaven wasn't as benevolent as preached, and his origin wasn't as simple as he believed. To make things worse, his master didn't seem interested in teaching. He landed in a battle between powerhouses and Heavens and was confronted with his origin. But like he never despaired in the deepest chasms of the mountains, he never considered giving up no matter how high the odds were stacked against him. "Give up? Why? Isn't it just the entire world and the Heaven around it, coming at me? Even if I stand alone, I won't be disheartened. Step by step, I will thread on my foes, going beyond Heaven itself. The road is long and lonely but don't pity me, for I don't pity myself. Toward others but especially towards myself, I am stonehearted." _____________________________________________________________________________________________ Finally, I have a discord. Join, please. https://discord.gg/rT4bezy5 A/N: WEIRDNESS I started to write after being tired of system, harem, and R18 novels that seemed copied from each other (I AM NOT DISSING ANYONE). I decided to write my own story, trying to blend traditional fantasy with web novels, adding weirdness as the main spice.

JayScribe · Fantasy
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248 Chs

The hidden currents (1)

'What tremendous power!'

Hex kept clenching and relaxing his fists, mesmerized by his increased strength. Hex had never suffered defeat in a real fight. But there were instances where he felt overpowered and won due to sheer willpower and luck. 

Take for instance Tarquin's group. He could go toe on-toe and even match their powers in pure physical aspect but if they went all out, he would suffer. Their energy-filled attack would shatter his defenses. 

But with energy equivalent to more than a thousand drops, he believed he could hold on even if they fought seriously. 

'Having power sure is an addictive feeling.'

The more Hex improved on the path of Blessed, the more he could understand the greed in people's hearts to seek power and control. Hex liked the feeling but didn't lose himself in it. Power was nice but it was a means to a goal. It wasn't his goal in itself.