_Eshwar_

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?

The Blind Swordsman.

In front of Edwin was a golden coloured pop up claiming that it was an Hero System, enticing a strange feeling within his heart which thumped hard against his chest in anticipation.

[Hero System is a guide that will lead the Hero candidate in the path of light]

[Do you accept the burden, oh Hero?]

Noticing the notification, Edwin's mind began to wander with a strange pang, fantasising a far fetched reality after conquering the world of Miorus….