Villain's Valor: A Noble Fantasy Resurrection
Shrouded in a veil of mystery and darkness, a sinister threat lurks among the shadows, weaving its plan from the depths of a forgotten past. The emergence of this voracious darkness threatens to devour everything in its path, and as Anthony embarks on a desperate quest for truth, he faces moral dilemmas, betrayals he never imagined, and sacrifices that defy all logic. On his journey, every shadow seems to hide a secret, every step toward the light reveals a new layer of darkness. Who is friend and who is foe in this dangerous game between light and darkness? What ancient forces stir beneath the surface, waiting for their moment to emerge and ravage everything in their path? With each discovery, Anthony delves deeper into a labyrinth of intrigue and danger, where the very future of his world hangs by a thread, and the only certainty is that truth is even more elusive than the shadows that conceal it. ******* Show me your support if you enjoy my story! You can help me by giving me your power stones or even giving me gifts with golden tickets, this motivates me to keep writing! Thank you very much for reading my novel! You can also add it to your collection! Write a review!
Chapter 211: Love was the sweetest sin of all
As the years passed, the stone man sank deeper and deeper into the darkness of sadness and madness. Everything he once had disappeared before his eyes, leaving him as a broken and desolate being. The stone king, in his mental agony, finally found death, leaving behind only a shattered stone man, an echo of what he once was.
Over time, his subjects began to worry about him, but every attempt to approach his abode was brutally repelled. In the eyes of those who once revered him as king, they now only saw a half-stone, half-flesh monster, a specter of the greatness he once possessed.
With the progression of the drawings on the walls of the pyramid, no one dared to climb ever again. The stone king, in his moments of fleeting lucidity, depicted these graphics as silent witnesses of his own tragedy. Even on one of the walls, it was seen how he himself traced the sad tales of his downfall.