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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 · Fantasia
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Night full monsters

'Twenty Demon crystals and ten Fiend crystals. Not bad for a first day.'

Hex stood in the middle of a semi-collapsed building and counted the crystals harvested throughout the day. The sky was turning dark and it was advised to leave the ruin during the night. The Heartless were most active during the dark hours. 

'It's the first day and many won't leave. Only those who are weaker or wiser will rest in the camp outside. But people who are confident in their abilities or are dumb will stick around to increase their harvest.'

Hex nibbled on a slice of bread and drank water from a small bottle he carried on his belt. The crystals shone dimly in his palm. He admired the jet-colored, pebble-like pieces in his hand. Only one had a few glistening ember-like shards in it. This was the crystal he harvested from the Heartless spitting out fireballs.