From the day he turned twelve, Darius Omen struck an anvil with his trusted hammer ten thousand times every day for six years without rest. He did not know why he needed to; all he knew was that he had to. Little did he know, that hit by hit, strike by strike, his originally meek body was refined into something that had never been seen before in the history of mankind.
In the war against spirits, mankind had little to be proud of. Yet one day, a young man entered the battlefield. He dazzled millions and killed even more, all with merely a rusty tattered hammer than no one could hold or fathom.
(This novel is authored by OnionJunktion and edited by Entelechy)