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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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Darkness

The darkness levitating in the center of the Orion Shelter rumbled.

Ripples formed on its surface and black silhouettes emerged from within. Expanding slowly, the darkness moved, seemingly as if it was alive. 

The black silhouettes pushed against the surface of the levitating darkness, attempting to escape the imprisonment of the abyss.

"Is it finally time?" 

A hollow voice rang from within the darkness. 

"To think that our second master was foolish enough to fall prey to the same existence as first master. It is about time that we take charge of their misery," Another silhouette said.

"Take charge? We were always too weak to support first master, and now you want to take charge? Just shut up and follow second master's will!" 

The third voice that rang throughout the center of the Orion Shelter was not hollow. It was a very familiar voice to those around Nial.