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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 · Fantaisie
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An Angel with two pairs of wings and golden eyes had appeared in front of Nial before he snapped his finger against Nial's stomach, blasting him several hundred meters away.

"That was the first one for daring to speak rudely to the Saintess of Light!" He declared in a voice that was almost void of emotions.

The Angel looked at the Deux Angel with a shaking head before he turned his attention to the Saintess of Light.

He clicked his tongue at the pitiful sight of their Saintess and he picked her up by grasping her clothes with one hand.

He threw her over his shoulders like a sack of potatoes. The Angel ignored the silently-issued complaints of the Saintess as he averted his attention to the devilized human being, who he had flung away.

Nial had already gotten up from the ground and he was shooting back in the direction of the Angel and Bella.