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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]

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After regaining his senses, the memories of the past few minutes flashed through his mind.

Everything felt blurry to Nial and he had trouble recalling everything he had done in the past few hours.

To be precise, even the memories that flashed through his mind were somewhat unclear to him, and Nial doubted that he was the one to do all of this.

Yet, when he stressed his brain to recall the missing pieces, he could remember nothing that had occurred after he had felt the second pulse.

He knew that he had done something but not what or why.

This confused him, but before he could spend time thinking about it, Nia's attention went to the corpses of thousands of beasts that were wrung dry of every last ounce of mana and left to rot on the ground.

Their bodies that were void of mana were outlined by the subtle mana currents that filled the room once again.