Bendy Edgar Novels & Stories

No one would ever mistake that joyful expression for rage, so what happened exactly? “Impossible! Edgar is infamous for his fiery temper. Why would he behave this kindly towards a junior? I’ve never seen him being so friendly in my whole life. What’s so special about Zephyr that he had decided to treat that b*stard as an equal?” said the veteran initiate. There was fury etched on his face. There was even a hard edge in his tone when he directed the last question at Theobold.

"When I was a kid, you once told me that men shall not bend their knees easily, for they are the bearers of the weight of the world. A man can only be permitted to bend their knee in the face of divinity and those who gave him life. You're my grandfather, so it's only natural for me to bend my knee for you." "You're a good lad!" Edgar personally helped Cyrus to his feet. With a smile on his face, he asked, "What sort of gift did you prepare for me?" "I've prepared something special for you, Grandpa. Take a look at this."

Buzz! Edgar was a rather powerful and skilled cultivator, only second to Kye in the Heaven Deviation Path. The blow held a terrifying amount of power, constricting the air where it passed. "No, Elder Edgar!" Moriri's expression shifted as she cried out, wanting to stop him, but it was too late. 'F*cking hell! Who's this old man?' Darryl was shocked at the sight of the blow. He could not dodge it in time and could only meet the blow with one of his own.

I let out a sigh and thought, 'Why would he bring me to a place like this? Edgar, "Ace already went inside, why are you still here? He's going to yell at us if you don't follow him or are you afraid of heights?" I nodded. "Really? Are you afraid of heights?" I nodded again. "You're different from how you were before. How did this non-stop talking stubborn girl turn into a bobble head doll?" "You don't have to know that." "Ah! There it is. The stubborn girl…" While Edgar was teasing me, Bodyguard 2 said, "Hey, move it!"

Felipe approached and extended his hand to Edgar, serious yet cordial. “The dead do rise eventually,” he said. “Edgar, how have you been?” Edgar shook the older man’s hand respectfully. “Very well, Mr. Felipe.” Felipe kept his eyes fixed on him, taking in every detail. “So the fighting between you two never ended, even as adults, apparently,” he commented with a hint of irony. “But tell me, Edgar... how are you really? Did you manage to graduate?” Edgar straightened his posture. “Yes, sir. I’m a cardiologist.”

Alexander asserted firmly, his gaze piercing and authoritative. The room fell into an uneasy silence as Alexander's words hung in the air. Mr. Reynolds seemed taken aback by the directness of Alexander's reprimand. His expression shifted from one of confidence to a subtle hint of embarrassment. However, he quickly regained his composure and nodded in acknowledgment. "Apologies, Alexander. I digress," Mr. Reynolds replied, his voice laced with a touch of chagrin. He redirected his attention back to the collaborative proposal, attempting to regain his footing amidst the subtle power shift that had just occurred.

Amara slowly got closer to edward and took a tie from his hand . Edward is taller than her ..Now she wonders whether to ask him to bend ..? Edward knows what she is thinking ..But he chooses to stay still . . " Um ..ca..can you bend a little .? "- amara asked slowly ..Edward bent a little ..it's impossible to see the difference from where he is standing .. " Please bend a little more "amara asked ..Edward now bent a really little which is hard for amara to stand steady .She tiptoed ..but now uses it.

The Magnus continued walking and fell on his knees when he reached the room's darkest side. "Father, the bounty hunter has arrived." Kaizer couldn't see the man in the dark for the torches were behind him, but he could see on his silhouette a bent stature and a bald head. He was old. Kaizer could sense power and authority from him but not enough to make him fall on his knees too. He was looking at Kaizer and Kaizer knew it. Silence was heard. Moans and pains were the background. Then the Magnus stood up and bowed.

I ask, his voice somewhat registering in my mind. “My name is Edgar,” he says, his voice shaky and his gray hair sprinkled with blood. I notice his right arm is limp as he stands, humble before me and I reach out to him, guiding him to a near bench carved into the wall. He smiles at me like he is in awe of being in my presence. I suppose this may be a look I will need to get used to. “How can I help you, Edgar?” I ask, returning his smile.

Fortunately, Felix did not let Tasha down. This meant that even if he couldn't completely fix Edgar's problem later, there wouldn't be any bad blood between them. "So, Dr. Zeller, can you fix whatever's wrong with me?" Edgar asked. Felix held up his hand. "Give me a minute. I'm still thinking. This is my first time seeing a condition like yours." Edgar shut his mouth immediately. Sure, he had come because of Tasha's connections, but deep down, he was clinging to a sliver of hope. The back pain had turned his life into a living hell.