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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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The space beyond (2)

A while back.

At the alleyway, with a crouched stance, Echo faced up at the couple, whose heat hit her with a frivolous blush.

Pulling back the man with a stubble beard, she slapped, embarrassed.

But,

Much to her amusement, the man responded to her offence by reaching out for her neck instead, as if to hunt her.

Black diamond irises abruptly flashed to freeze her in her tracks, yet since her palm was merely an inch away from the man's face, her moment was inevitably complete, as she instinctively manoeuvred to force his head to face at the ground.

But, as she recovered, she pinched his ear as she pulled him out of the alleyway, a bit taken aback.

-

"Who are you?" The man asked, after calling her a name she wasn't aware till date.