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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 · Fantasía
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Fate

At first, Melvin was unable to hear, let alone see the robed men because he was focused on his father, who was staring weirdly at him, trying to indicate something by gesturing towards the side.

There seemed to be something wrong, which he had missed out on earlier. Only after he had calmed down from his first desperate attempts to make his father help Sabrina, who was very important to him, did he look towards his left side.

It was only then that he saw the robed men, who were quietly speaking with each other, and turned to look at Melvin once they had come to a consensus.

Both of them looked at Melvin and their eyes seemed to be able to stare into the depths of his soul, and he instinctively took a step back.

Yet, just a moment later one of the two robed men said in a loud, and dominant voice that left no room for interpretation.

"Where is this friend of yours, who you presume to have the Myset Hoeart disease? Bring us to her!"