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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

Edwin?

(AN: Only one chapter today, since I was out till 7)

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On Earth, where the people were still getting things under control as monsters still wandered around everywhere in groups of tens.

Leading the most famed team was a dull blonde haired young man with honey brown eyes that unveiled his ruthlessness yet masked every other emotions he held within those eyes of his.

The entire humanity that watched his seemingly selfless deeds called him the light sovereign from the game [Last Life] which had now become their reality. Watching him defend, protect, and fight for humanity, they named him the world's hope, and the seemingly ruthless young man, whose expression scared not even an human child but did wonders against the monsters, did nothing in response to whatever the people called him to shift all their burdens for him to bare.