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Knights Multiverse

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Chapter releases are scarce, but happen between Thursdays and Saturdays! Read Episode 1 of Knights Multiverse on WEBTOON now!! Synopsis— A boy is raised in a dark and impoverished environment from birth. He realizes the unfairness of the world from an earlier age than most. As he begins to grow older, he decides that he doesn't want anyone else to go through what he did. But the world is a big place, and there are situations that can be far worse than what he could ever imagine. As he fights his way through dark organizations, republics, wars, and even the gods themselves, our main protagonist comes to see just how shallow his dream really is. Is it even possible to achieve such a thing? But the answer to that is far away, past even the largest countries, or even the largest planets. The core of good and evil itself lies at the origin of all things. Beyond the barrier.

Chapter 1Cell City

In the heart of the English countryside, nestled between rolling hills and dense woods, there was a small village named Wycliffe. It was a quaint place where time seemed to have paused, with cobblestone streets and cottages with thatched roofs. The villagers lived simple lives, tending to their farms and shops, gathering at the pub on weekends, and attending church on Sundays. Despite its charm, Wycliffe held a secret—a forgotten garden, hidden away for decades, its existence known only to a few.

The garden belonged to the old manor house on the outskirts of the village. The manor, once grand and lively, had fallen into disrepair after its last occupant, Lady Eleanor Ashford, passed away. Lady Eleanor was a reclusive woman, known for her love of gardening and her peculiar habit of never allowing anyone into her private sanctuary. Rumors swirled about the garden—some said it was enchanted, others whispered of strange creatures that lived within. But with Lady Eleanor's passing, the garden was locked away, and the key was lost to time.

Years passed, and the manor was eventually sold to a wealthy family from London, the Langdons, who intended to restore the estate to its former glory. The Langdons had two children, Henry and Lily, who were thrilled at the prospect of living in a grand old house. The siblings, aged twelve and ten, were curious by nature and spent their days exploring the manor and its vast grounds.

One summer afternoon, as the sun dipped low in the sky, casting long shadows across the lawn, Henry and Lily ventured into the woods behind the manor. They had heard stories from the villagers about the forgotten garden but had never been able to find it. Today, however, they were determined.

The woods were dense, with ancient trees whose gnarled branches twisted like old hands reaching for the sky. The air was thick with the scent of moss and earth, and the only sounds were the rustle of leaves and the occasional chirp of a bird. The children walked deeper into the woods, pushing aside low-hanging branches and stepping over roots that snaked across the forest floor.

After what felt like hours, they came upon a crumbling stone wall, half-covered in ivy. It was tall and imposing, with no visible entrance. But Henry, ever the adventurous one, began to search for a way in. He ran his hands along the rough surface of the wall, feeling for any gaps or loose stones. Just as he was about to give up, his fingers brushed against something cold and metallic.

"A keyhole!" he exclaimed, turning to Lily with wide eyes.

Lily, who had been watching her brother with growing excitement, hurried over. They both stared at the keyhole, a small, rusted opening in the wall that seemed almost too old to function. Henry reached into his pocket and pulled out a small key that he had found in the attic of the manor. It was tarnished and worn, but it looked like it might fit.

With bated breath, Henry inserted the key into the lock and turned it. There was a loud click, followed by the groaning of metal against metal as the wall slowly swung open to reveal a hidden doorway.

The doorway led to a narrow, overgrown path lined with ancient stone statues, their features weathered by time. The path wound through a tunnel of thick vines and underbrush, leading to a wrought-iron gate that was barely visible through the foliage. The gate creaked as Henry pushed it open, revealing the forgotten garden.

The garden was like something out of a dream. It was overgrown and wild, with flowers of every color imaginable blooming in abundance. Roses, lilies, and daisies competed for space with ivy and brambles, while towering trees cast dappled shadows over the riot of color. A stone fountain stood in the center, its basin filled with clear, shimmering water. Statues of mythical creatures—dragons, griffins, and fairies—peeked out from behind the foliage, adding to the garden's otherworldly atmosphere.

But the most striking feature of the garden was the tree that stood at its heart. It was an enormous oak, its branches spreading wide and high, its leaves a deep, vibrant green. The tree seemed to hum with life, its roots twisting and curling around the fountain, as if drawing energy from the water.

Lily gasped in awe as she took in the sight before her. "It's like a fairy tale," she whispered.

Henry nodded, equally entranced. "I can't believe we've found it."

The siblings spent the rest of the afternoon exploring the garden, marveling at its beauty and wondering why Lady Eleanor had kept it hidden for so long. As the sun began to set, casting a golden light over the garden, they reluctantly made their way back to the manor, promising each other that they would return the next day.

Over the following weeks, Henry and Lily visited the garden every chance they got. They cleared away some of the overgrown plants, revealing hidden paths and more statues. They discovered a small, stone bench tucked away in a secluded corner, where they would sit and listen to the birds sing and the leaves rustle in the breeze. The garden became their secret haven, a place where they could escape from the world and lose themselves in the magic of nature.

One day, as they were sitting by the fountain, Lily noticed something unusual. The water in the fountain, which had always been crystal clear, was now tinged with a faint blue light. She pointed it out to Henry, who immediately dipped his hand into the water.

"It's warm," he said, frowning in confusion. "It wasn't like this before."

Lily leaned over the edge of the fountain, peering into the water. "Do you think it's the tree? Maybe it's doing something to the water."

Henry shrugged, though his curiosity was piqued. "Maybe. But why?"

Before they could ponder the question further, a soft voice interrupted their thoughts.

"You've found the garden."

The children spun around to see an old woman standing at the entrance to the garden. She was tall and thin, with silver hair that cascaded down her back in waves. Her eyes were a piercing blue, and there was a kindness in her smile that immediately put the children at ease.

"Who are you?" Henry asked, though he had a feeling he already knew the answer.

The old woman stepped forward, her gaze sweeping over the garden. "My name is Eleanor Ashford," she said softly. "This was my garden."

Lily gasped. "But... you're supposed to be dead!"

Eleanor chuckled, a sound like the tinkling of bells. "I am, in a way. But this garden is special. It is tied to the land, to the life that grows here. As long as the garden lives, so do I."

Henry and Lily exchanged glances, their minds racing with questions. But before they could ask, Eleanor continued.

"I see you've taken good care of my garden," she said, nodding approvingly. "Thank you. It means more to me than you know."

"We love it here," Lily said, her voice full of sincerity. "It's like a secret world."

Eleanor's smile widened. "It is indeed. And now, it is your world to care for."

The siblings stared at her in surprise. "What do you mean?" Henry asked.

"The garden has chosen you," Eleanor explained. "It is a living thing, and it needs someone to nurture it, to protect it. That is why you were able to find the key, why the garden revealed itself to you. It knows that you have the love and the heart to keep it alive."

Lily's eyes widened. "But what about you? Will you still be here?"

Eleanor's expression softened. "I will always be here, in the garden, as long as it thrives. But my time to tend to it has passed. Now, it is up to you."

Henry and Lily were silent for a moment, absorbing the weight of Eleanor's words. Finally, Henry nodded. "We'll take care of it. We promise."

Eleanor's smile was full of warmth and gratitude. "I know you will. And remember, the garden is more than just a place. It is a source of life, of magic. It will give back to you what you put into it."

With that, Eleanor began to fade, her form dissolving into the soft glow of the garden. The children watched in awe as she disappeared, leaving behind a sense of peace and a renewed connection to the land.

From that day on, Henry and Lily devoted themselves to the garden. They planted new flowers, trimmed the overgrown hedges, and tended to the fountain. The blue light in the water grew stronger, and the garden flourished under their care. They noticed that the plants seemed to respond to their touch, blooming brighter and growing faster than they ever had before. The statues, too, seemed more lifelike, their features more defined and expressive.

The villagers, noticing the changes, began to speak of the garden once more. Some still whispered of magic, but now their voices were filled with wonder rather than fear. The Langdons, too, were proud of their children's dedication, though they never fully understood the garden's secrets.

As the years passed, Henry and Lily grew older, but they never lost their connection to the garden. They would often sit by the fountain, just as they had when they were children, and talk about their lives, their dreams, and the future. The garden became a symbol of their bond, a place where they could always find solace and strength.

One day, when Henry and Lily were both well into their adulthood, they received a visitor at the manor. It was a young woman, not much older than they had been when they first discovered the garden. She was a new resident of the village, curious about the old manor and its grounds.

The siblings, now the caretakers of the estate, welcomed her warmly and offered to show her around. As they walked through the manor and the surrounding fields, the young woman asked about the garden she had heard so much about.

Henry and Lily exchanged a knowing smile before leading her through the woods to the hidden wall. As they approached the keyhole, Lily pulled out the old key that had unlocked the garden so many years ago. She handed it to the young woman.

"Would you like to do the honors?" Lily asked with a twinkle in her eye.

The young woman, her eyes wide with excitement, took the key and inserted it into the lock. The familiar click echoed through the woods, and the door swung open, revealing the garden in all its glory.

As the young woman stepped inside, her breath caught in her throat. "It's... beautiful," she whispered.

Henry and Lily smiled, knowing that the garden had chosen its new caretaker.

And so, the cycle continued. The garden, a living testament to the power of nature and love, thrived under the care of those who were chosen to protect it. It remained a place of wonder and magic, a hidden world where time stood still and the spirit of Lady Eleanor Ashford watched over all who entered.

In the heart of the English countryside, nestled between rolling hills and dense woods, the forgotten garden of Wycliffe lived on, a secret passed down through generations, forever cherished and forever alive.

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