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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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Idiot

Nial's appearance was far from good as he approached Master Crevian and the five other Elves. The four older Elves took a step back to give Nial enough space to help Mathias.

"Why are you so dumbfounded? Were you that focused on engraving runic constellations?" Nial asked his friend with a faint smile on his lips when he turned back to Master Crevian. Mathias didn't say anything in return. He was just holding his chest and trying to prevent his heart from bursting into pieces.

The sudden appearance of Master Crevian and his followers had been too shocking for him.

"Master Crevian, I hope there is no problem with my runic constellations…" Nial replied and returned his focus to the more important fact.

The Old Elf seemed to be bothered about something, or so it seemed to Nial, at the very least.

However, Crevian shook his hand quickly as he clarified the misunderstanding,