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The Blind Swordsman.

A tragedy... An abrupt departure... Death... And rebirth. Pain, rage, struggle, and blood honed a sword. A sword sharp enough to sever through reality and reveal what lies beyond. It unveiled something, Or rather, someone, incomprehensible and unprecedented.... A being who seems to weave the threads of fate. Does he truly exist, or is he merely a manifestation of another's will? If he does exist, what purpose does he serve? Is there really a purpose, or is it just another will imposed upon him? If it is another's will, can he defy it? Can he turn his sword against his creator, A being who literally writes his reality? Or will he be consumed by the abyss from which his power flows, Forever lost in the shifting void of his own making?

_Eshwar_ · Realistic
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283 Chs

Monsters of [Class-S]

Awkwardness between the new Duchess and Elfrida grew due time, before long, it turned into indifference of the latter that caused immense ache within the heart of the former, who gave it her all to be called 'mother' by Elfrida, at least once.

Yet, having gotten used to tame her expression into a cold and indifferent one, Elfrida didn't know how to express herself since the farmer's persistence had created a crack in the walls Elfrida built around herself since her mother's death.

Anxiety, fear, shyness, shame, guilt, awkwardness, and more emotions flooded Elfrida whenever she stood facing her second mother, whom she wanted to call out for and give voice to words that the latter wanted to hear, yet Elfrida found herself incapable of doing so...

Throwing herself into a loop of hurting herself and those around her.....