JayScribe

Heaven favors the strong and wealthy. 

Hex realized that the day he was thrown out of the cloister and into the slums. He vowed to become the baron and show what being strong meant. 

To forge his own destiny, Hex scavenged the mountains, braving the cold solitude with a smile. At last, one day, he gained his chance on the verge of life and death. Even then, society and Fate tried to interfere. Faced with death, his Will didn’t waver and he gritted through, forcing his Heart to awaken. The Stone Heart in his chest defied his destiny and helped him write his own. 

Emboldened by his Heart of Stone, he walked the path to his dreams. His dreams, however, threatened to put him in the middle of the crossfire between Powers that could destroy Earth and Sky. Hex couldn’t allow his dreams to shatter. So, he sought to destroy all those who threatened his dreams.

Follow a young man on his quest to fulfill his dreams, even if it meant to destroy Heaven and Earth.

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The Stonehearted Knight

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Hex met the eyes of the Sinner. The sight of the King hadn't faded but he was sent flying.

He noticed the ground beneath him move tens of meters. He only realized he was the one moving when he hit the ground, skidding over the snow, before coming to a stop. Somehow, his eyes remained fixed on the spot the King had transformed into a Heartless. Only when he felt the ground hit him or he hit the ground, did the figure of the King fade.

Hex glanced over. He noticed the King in the spot he had been. Seeing the King's figure, Hex's brain managed to process everything. The things he saw, he heard…and felt, especially felt.

A short but shrill scream escaped his throat. He stopped abruptly. Not by choice. His throat filled with blood and torn muscles. He burst into a fit of coughs. More blood and muscles filled his throat.

A heart-stirring shout (2)