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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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Privilege Cleaning up. Sorry!

The gentle breeze of the sea brushed against Hex's face. It helped a little to calm the storm raging in his mind.

'It seems the things in her Diary are true to the point of Grandpa being abusive. I am happy. And I am angry too.'

Hex stood without speaking and without showing any expression on his face. He mastered masking his feelings a long time ago. The Saint, however, wasn't fooled by him.

I too felt enraged. I nearly went berserk. But before the Old One, I couldn't do anything. As time passed, I started to do whatever those two asked of me. Medea turned into a distant memory. Until…I was tasked with apprehending her.

"Why?" Hex asked. The Saint's short story pulled him out of his torn-up thoughts and compelled him to inquire. "And who ordered you to do so?"

The Saint replied, replying to the second question first.

Through the Crack (1)