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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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Memory Wipe

Nial had a hard time controlling himself. He didn't want to leave behind any traces after his job was done in the Otherwordly residency.

That was also why he ended up diverting his focus onto the blood that trickled down his palms. 

'Calm down…I can still kill him after everything is over…'

Nial tried to ease the tension of his body and change his train of thought but that was easier said than done. Focusing on his blood that sprinkled on the wooden floor was the only way to do so.

He ended up using his crimson moonlight to devour the blood that seeped inside the wooden floor. Nial shrouded his hand in crimson moonlight as well, catching the bits of blood that trickled down his hands before they could turn into pieces of evidence.

"Is that everything you have to say? Are you that dumb or does nobody trust you, not even other Linaton?" Nial finally asked after listening to Baron Iglanon for quite a while.