Frost_Bite8

Dimensional Knights—legendary heroes who uphold order across the infinite realms. Wielding powers beyond comprehension, their purpose is singular and unwavering: to preserve the balance between worlds and defend against the ever-looming threats that seek to plunge them into chaos.

Zane, a boy from Earth—one of the weakest and most forgotten realms—had his world forever changed the day he first witnessed the awe-inspiring power of the Dimensional Knights. In that moment, a dream was born. He wanted to become one of them. A hero. A symbol of strength and salvation.

But fate had other plans.

One tragic event shattered his world and dragged him into a downward spiral from which there was no escape. As the years passed, the dream that once filled him with hope twisted into something far more desperate. Becoming a Dimensional Knight was no longer about admiration or ideals—it became his only path forward. His only way to fight back. His only way to reach those who caused him immense pain and blood.

Now, Zane's journey is not about heroism. It's about vengeance, survival, and rewriting the destiny forced upon him by those who wished for his death.

Unbeknowst to him, this very path he was taking would change the order of the world forever.

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New story :p, probably my best work so far, the most polished and well-written one at least, I have worked on the idea for a long time, and I hope you give it a try, it might be your cup of tea. (PS: No, it's not a revenge story, though it has elements of revenge woven into it. It will be more focused on the path Zane will take, the adventure aspect, and the world around him.)

Dimensional Overseer: I Can Manipulate DNA!

Chapter 42 – Choices and Consequences (Part 2)

The train glided smoothly away from the station, picking up speed as it sliced through the city like a silver arrow. Through the reinforced windows, a breathtaking view of the skyline unfurled—gleaming towers basked in golden sunlight, their mirrored surfaces shimmering as they reached for the heavens.

Zane slowly opened his eyes, his gaze drawn to the world beyond the glass. The quiet rhythm of instrumental music filled his ears, and for the first time in what felt like weeks, he felt… calm.

The weather outside was perfect—warm enough to be comforting, cool enough to relax. Between the steady hum of the train, the music in his ears, and the soft cushioning beneath him, a rare sense of peace settled over him.