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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 · Kỳ huyễn
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"I don't believe you!!" Ophelia said, or rather shouted. Her cheeks were beet-red, and her eyes were watery. She didn't want to believe that Nial had already advanced to the Saint Runicier rank.

Ophelia had always been the best when it came to forging and her craftsmanship as a Runicier. Her engravings were always the best. Only Nial was a great rival, though she was still better. Her foundation was better and so was her knowledge. The only thing Nial had always been better with was his creativity and desire to make experiments.

He didn't pursue the traditional work of a Runicier but preferred plain efficiency. Nial never cared much about the weapons he created either. They had one task, and as long as they fulfilled their purpose, Nial couldn't care less whether the runic armaments broke afterward, or if they could be used once again.