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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?

_Eshwar_ · สมจริง
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Spectral Tendrils

The notification at the corner of his vision went unnoticed as what should have been obvious laid bare in front of him only now, this included the fact that none of the women in his harem had married him out of love, and it purely was political marriages where they practically were sold off to him under the pretence of an alliance, revering over him due to the power he wielded.....

FLICKER...

His vision abruptly morphed and now he stood past the barriers sealing the horrors yet to come....

[DING]-!

[User is the first to enter the 10th [World Event].....]

[[World Event]: The Beginning of the chaos]

[Miorus, one of the many conscious stars, learned of the horrors threatening it and its creations upon manifesting a sense of self...]