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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_ · 现实
分數不夠
284 Chs

[Title: Abyssal ???]

The Emperor, Beorhtric Greene De Dasiris, gazed at twenty knights and five mages walking into the conference hall with a dignified image of a winged horse head glaring down amidst of swords, which symbolised the Dasiris Empire, engraved on the cape of knight commander.

After a brief exchange of formalities, Beorhtric commanded the knight commander to restrain the masked young man as he pointed out at Ken, who nonchalantly walked towards his next target.

Notching his provocative demeanour, the Emperor changed his command to kill him as he ordered the knight commander to behead him and hang his masked head in the middle of the Capital and to spread words on as to why and how things came down to his execution.

With a loud roar, the knight commander zoomed towards the masked man, around the table in the middle, he then commanded his fellow members of the knight order to surround him and leave him no gaps to exploit while the mages behind them casted spells.