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.)

"…You can read minds?" Zane's voice was low, almost disbelieving, as he stared at Elizabeth. He blinked slowly, his expression unreadable, though his eyes betrayed a flicker of surprise.


"Mmm." Elizabeth nodded, fidgeting with the hem of her skirt. "But it's not like I can read everything. My Stigma… it gives me fragments—snippets—of what the person is thinking about in that exact moment. Not full sentences, not coherent thoughts… just emotions, flashes, and surface-level ideas."


She paused, lowering her head as if the next words were physically painful to get out. "I-I'm really sorry, Zane. Please forgive me."


"For what?" Zane's brows drew together slightly. He had been trying to process what she'd said, but the apology pulled him from his thoughts.


"When we first met, I… I tried to read your thoughts," she admitted, her voice trembling. "And even now, I picked up a few things. I didn't mean to… I just— I'm sorry."


Chapter 48 - Chapter 48 – Gate Capital (Part 2)