JayScribe

'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."

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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.

The Stonehearted Knight

The dawns in the mountains were a beautiful sight to behold. The golden hue on the distant horizon with tall dark mountain tops in between created a soul-stirring contrast.

'I wonder how long before I will be able to see this again,' Hex sighed, before looking down at the three graves before him. Two were covered in grass while the third one was clean. Not a speck of nature grew upon it.

"M-Mother…Mother…s…and grandpa…I am leaving for a while. I don't know where the road will end up bringing me, but thank you for creating me, giving me life, and giving me roots."

He bent down and hurriedly cleaned the two graves. Suddenly he noticed something. Amidst the graves grew a plant with intertwined stems. Each of the stems had different roots. One came from the Witch's grave, while the other from the baroness'. There was a flower bud growing on top of the stems. A closer look revealed two-colored leaves. One was black, while the other white.

A stark contrast