_Eshwar_

A boy with an unfortunately tragic past grew up into an emotionless retard and became an assassin codenamed [Stylish-Assassin], who never bothered to hide his face even at the scenes of his missions; as such, the woman who loved him from the bottom of her heart was found out by the authorities from the government, who used her to keep an eye on him and dispose of him at any given moment. He who knew learned about that for a long time decided to resolve the matters with his death being the conclusions, but what he got was far too different for what he wanted, as the 'reason' that made him want to live another day even if it had to strive for it, ceased to exist that.....
Without a reason or a will to live, he picked up the revolver held hand of his now dead 'reason' that made him want to live, and shot himself. 
What he thought was the end, 
Was instead a new beginning;
He involuntarily found himself believing that,
It was another chance in life, but 
DING-!
[Character’s synchronised story has been successfully re-enacted!]
“This scene should remain in your mind as you die. Take this as a lesson to never go against an aristocrat!” The man with a hoarse and cold voice said and slashed Mark’s eyes with his dagger.
[User, Daddy_Darkness’, customized character has been created!]
[Perfect synchronisation complete!]
[[Mutated sewage rat’s crystal] [Rank – F (-)] [Inconsumable] has been consumed!]
[[Abyssal (Ex)] has been activated!]
With a clear target for his revenge etched onto his consciousness, he set foot into a path threaded with blood and cold darkness that lead him to the very depths of the abyss as he strived to become stronger than his target, even if the path leading him held life-threatening dangers at each step.....
DING-!
[An [Unborn Tower] has begun plundering over the [Essence] from the [Assimilated] worlds]
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AN: I don’t know who the artist of the cover is, but if you want me to remove it.... you can ask me to do so (T-T).
Credits to the artist.

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[Saturdays I may or may not upload]

The Blind Swordsman.

Rushing towards the flashy young man, Riley confidently gripped his sword. Nothing about the young man was being pictured in his mind except for that flashy armour and weapon.

"Hm? Aye, who are you, peasant!?" Asked the 'flashy armour,' arrogantly.

"Your father!" Replied Riley and slashed at him, diagonally (right-left).

The slash connected, but the armour was far stronger than what he had expected it to be, hence it held out with the impact forming a dent on it.

Maybe in fear, but the flashy armour didn't react much and only quivered while Riley jumped back to readjust and tighten the loosened grip over his sword which was still vibrating from the impact, and "Tsk" he clicked his tongue before once again rushing forward towards the walking armour and this time, a trembling sword was seen pointing at him a he rushed forward.

Wait