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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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Value of a trashy life

"Stop the battle!" The Referee's voice rang through the arena of the Colosseum and Nial stopped moving immediately.

He stepped back from the half-dead body of the Heligav Assassin and smiled lightly as he turned in the Referee's direction.

Nial accessed his spatial ring, he retrieved the same potion he had been holding before and cheered the vial toward the Referee before he led it toward his mouth. After he swallowed the content, Nial felt the changes that occurred in his hand. The broken bones would heal quickly and there wouldn't be the need for him to waste his time resting up.

The Referee frowned in Nial's direction but he didn't say anything. He gestured with his right hand and a group of medics rushed toward Jivam to make sure that he would survive.