HideousGrain

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
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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!

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[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]

Odyssey of the Blind God

"What the hell did you do to us?!?" The strongest of the six Valxians shouted while pointing at him with one of his many broken fingers.

Nial smiled in the direction of the six badly beaten-up Valxians without saying anything. There was no need for him to give them an explanation because they should be very well aware of what had happened.

Even if the alteration in their mind was subtle and barely perceptible, one only needed a keen eye and an acute sense of observation to sense it. Meanwhile, the other five Valxians remained silent. They tried to avoid meeting the attention of the spectators from all around because they were ashamed of what had happened.

Only one of them had been able to have any sense of what had happened while the others were still trying to figure out what was happening.

Being nice