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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?

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Bloodlust (2) [Bonus Chapter]

Marken 'advised' as his bloodlust suppressed Eadwulf's aura, while the latter stood still, showing not even shred of fear or nervousness.

"I can tell that you have done your research on me and what I did before coming here, to the academy, which is what led to our current situation." Marken said with a smile on his face as his bloodlust was retracted.

"Cough, cough, cough," Allura coughed, taking deep breaths in relief.

"You are good man, Eadwulf" Marken suddenly stated as his left hand rested upon the hilt of his sheathed sword that hung over his waist.

"So, I really wish you'd understand that the more you grow curious about me, the more you'll regret it.

Oh, and rest assured;

I mean no harm to those who mean no harm to me, but;

Those that bare ill intentions at me will never come out unscathed." Marken said coldly as he walked past Eadwulf but stopped in front of Allura, who was still kneeling, while trembling with her head down.

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