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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?

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"Ken" [Bonus chapter]

He roared within his consciousness when he noticed the nails descended upon him.

If he didn't complete the shield, he wouldn't be able to dodge the nails that shot down a faster than the speed of sound. If he couldn't dodge it, he wouldn't survive, while it still remained an illusion, he didn't know the consequences of death there, hence he couldn't take chances.

Infinities were being drawn one over the other in a precise manner while making sure that the mid point didn't shift even by half a millimetre, leading in the technique's failure.

The nails had reached twenty feet distance over Ken, who had yet to draw a few more,

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA"

BOOM-!!!!

KABOOM-!

A colossal explosion that caused the lands to tremble under the shadow's feet reverberated throughout the terrain that began to crumble gradually.

Yet,

BOOM-!

That wasn't all there was to it.

BOOM-!

KABOOM-!

RUMBLE-!

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