A Knight Who Eternally Regresses Novels & Stories

But he refused to cry and give the Nether World scums the satisfaction they wanted to see. 'If I will die today, I would rather go down with my head held high. Those Nether World scums are the wrong ones, not me!' Reth fumed at the back of his mind. “Get up!” An unfamiliar voice of a celestial knight grabbed his tangled wings to make him stand. Someone cut his temporary bind from his wounded wrists and ankles. Instead, he was bound again by charmed chains around his skinned ankles, enough to make him walk. His wrists were bound again in front of him as the sack covering his head was harshly taken from him that the force almost made him stumble.

"Do whatever you want to do with a free hand. Winning or losing, good or bad, none of it matters. I am here to back you up." With these words from him, I completely put aside my concerns. Carrying the business perspective accumulated over many years from the previous life and predictions of the industry's trajectory, I began to help Henry expand his power. In my previous life, because Ellie died tragically by accident, Henry recklessly declared war on the Henderson family. With his mind in turmoil, he made wrong decisions, ultimately leading to the Casio family's crushing defeat and complete decline. However, in this life, everything had changed.

He didn't want to believe it. Anthony bit his lip, and his eyes trailed to the ground below him. The place looked so ethereal, like a sort of fantastical world. The grass was long beneath him, and the breeze swirled through the blades delicately. "I'm sorry," he whispered. "Why?" "I'm sorry I let this happen. I couldn't save you. I tried. I watch you die, George. I tried to save you...avenge you. I thought I was strong enough," The fallen knight stammered out his apology. "I wasn't. I know you probably didn't even want me to fight Solace... I had to. I had to do something." He clenched his fists. "I told myself that even if it was the last thing I did, I would do it for you."

The medical pad beneath us was no longer sterile. It was a wreck—heavy, translucent, and completely drenched with my juices and the sheer force of our union. When the climax ripped through me, he let out a guttural growl and delivered one final, powerful thrust, filling me with his scorching heat. --- The next day, Alexander brought me back to New York. The Knight empire had collapsed overnight. The stock had bottomed out, and core assets were frozen. Gerald Knight was clinging to life in the ICU with severe burns.

🌑 Chains of Eternity The world had changed. Kael’s vision was swallowed by a suffocating darkness that was not mere absence of light, but something heavier, alive, pressing down on his lungs. He staggered, the echo of the coliseum’s collapse ringing in his ears. When his knees touched the ground, it was not stone beneath him but a shifting, spongy surface that pulsed faintly like flesh.

But the white Queen turned around, behind the black Caslte, did not dare to go, Kane Smith thought if he changed, wouldn't it be a big loss? But Tadhg Walter was even more ruthless, after two steps the black Knight like crazy crushed the Queen's army, the world suddenly became transparent. Kane Smith was a bit speechless, wiping the sweat off his face with a towel. Not knowing how to play Egbert Leon still feels the killing intent in the chessboard, at this time the corpses are piled up, the blood flows into a river, which is a mourning scene. Kane Smith lost the army, took the white King and fled to make peace.

If he remembered our previous life, how would I make my third move? … When I first bragged to Wesley, I said that it would take only three moves to reclaim what should have been his if he worked with me. After I died horribly in my previous life, I could never allow Harry to comfortably inherit the Grant family fortune, let alone allow him to control the Grant Corporation himself. I had people monitor the hospital. Harry had already awakened and seemed normal. The Grant family remained stable. Harry stopped demanding that the engagement be called off and postponed his wedding to Nessa.

“You cannot kill what has not taken shape. And when it does, force will not stop it.” Mae closed her eyes briefly, gathering herself. Kaine’s return, the kneeling champion, the orb’s warning. None of it had been isolated. It was a progression. A widening path. She opened her eyes again. “Then what do we do?” Kaine hesitated. That pause told her everything. Sethis noticed too. “You know,” he said flatly. “You know what comes next.” Kaine exhaled slowly. “The fracture will seek balance. It always does.” His gaze returned to the horizon. “If one champion fell through submission, another will rise through refusal.”

Desperation had driven these warriors to vie for this macabre opportunity, and here stood the victor. I approached the machine and the machine hummed, emitting a frequency to the knight, that caused the minced flesh to disintegrate into atoms, which then floated towards his severed stumps. The particles began to reconstruct his arms, knitting flesh, bone, and sinew together seamlessly. As the process concluded, the knight flexibly moved his newly reformed arms, examining them with a mixture of disbelief and awe. “Do you feel anything amiss with the movement?” I inquired. “Not at all. Everything feels normal,” he responded, flexing his fingers effortlessly.

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