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Odyssey of the Blind God

In a desolate world where humans are on the brink of extinction, conquering countless dungeons, fighting against ferocious beasts, what happens to someone blind and powerless? Nial's glorious fate was taken from him when he was only three, leaving him blind and without a trace of mana. 15 years later he was still enduring the humiliation of a rotten society that favored the mighty. Society nearly took away his innocence and brightness, forcing him to mature, giving him an unbending will. However, everything changed the moment he awoke his Origin. He devoured Ancient Curses and slaughtered Gods and Devils! Angels? He will make them kneel! Devils and the such? All will be in his grasp ** Even though I’m blind, I see more than anyone else! I devour Curses and take control over darkness. Mark my words… [It will be all of you that will have to kneel in front of me!] Just come at me Dragons, Angels, Devils, and Gods…if you dare to! Otherwise, my ascend will be your doom! Follow the odyssey of an ordinary, blind youth towards godhood as his fate that had once been taken from him shall be returned. Witness his pain, and growth to an existence feared even by Ancient Gods and Fiends from primordial times! ** [A/N: The MC's behavior in the early stage of the Novel will be different from what the Synopsis suggests. Please take a note of that while reading :D]

HideousGrain · Fantasy
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766 Chs

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Nial realized too late that Ophelia had left the Colosseum shortly after she pranked him.

He was still holding the Vial with the Dryad Queen's tear in his hand and looked dumbfounded.

Only after some time had passed and everyone had left the Colosseum did he regain his senses.

Card Melphy was the first one to leave the Colosseum and the spectators felt weird staying back when the host had already left.

The U21 Runicier tournament had been the weirdest of all the tournaments the Golden Armaments Union had ever hosted, and it was quite clear that the image of both the Union and the tournament would change quite a bit.

All the incidents that had occurred should have never happened. The image of the tournament was still a thing that could be improved over the passage of time as the incidents would fade from memory.