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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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Breaking the bubble

[[Title: Graduate] has been obtained for the first time]

[Reward [Second Class] has been granted to the graduated user]

[Consequently, [2nd Awakening] has been pushed forth]

[Game elements(left out) from [Last Life] have been installed]

[[PVP], [Quick Match], [Leader board], [Energy Stones], [Shop], [Skill Points], [Achievements], [Coliseum], [Realm Travel], [Clips] have been unsealed]

[Please enjoy the game]

Said the status windows of everybody under its influence, as it was a notification notified worldwide.

Staring at that pop up in front of her, a pair of slender palms clenched into fists and the nails stabbed into those palms of a woman, who just couldn't rest easy knowing that nothing was going according to what she was aware of, even though she had personally experienced everything there was to the world of Miorus, previously.