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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/EPGbDykXW3 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 · Fantasi
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A new trick

"Is there something inside this one too?"

Hex sat on a branch, observing the dome a few hundred meters in front of him. The shell seemed undamaged. Aside from patches of short grass and forest flowers, the area seemed clear.

The green moss growing on the shell covered the grey of the building. Not far from the dome stood an imposing statue of a female on a massive horse. The sword she wielded seemed to have broken due to wear and tear. The shield in her other hand remained whole despite being full of web-like cracks. 

'I wonder what she did that earned her such a commemoration. She was quite a beauty.'

Whoever crafted the statue was a master at it. Even time failed to erase the beautifully crafted lines and curves, revealing the enchanting features of the heroic lady. The horse seemed lifelike too, aside from the one horn on its head. But Hex had to admit, the horn gave the horn a more majestic feel.