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“You raise your weapon as if it had meaning. My blade had severed meaning itself—you fool.”   - Jinn BLADE

Through flames of chaos and the storms of war, Jinn’s story is not for the faint of heart. Fueled by the warmth that surged him forward and born by the catalyst that awoken his true potential and destiny. 

Through his blades alone shall he cut through destiny.

Through his blades alone shall he cut through despair and torment. 

Through his blades alone shall he cut through his way to stand at the pinnacle of strength.

Through his blades alone shall his enemies know fear. Fear of his strength and fear of his name. 

Jinn Blade is his name. 

This Novel falls into the Science Fantasy Genre and involves a lot of medieval fantasy elements while mixing together sci-fi elements. 

[Warning: This novel contains sensitive scenarios]

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Jinn BLADE

"What the hell is happening?" Jinn muttered, his voice low but tight as his eyes searched the skies above.

The heavens, once filled with light, now void of everything.

Nothing—except the red, twitching eye that writhed and pulsed high above them. Its massive iris, centered in a nest of living tendrils, shifted.

A cold weight settled on Jinn's chest.

Boots pounding across the trembling earth, he sprinted toward where Ophelia and the others had gathered.

Their faces were tilted upward, frozen in disbelief, fear, and awe at the sight above.

The winged figure in the sky flapped its four long, writhing wings, each beat releasing subtle gusts that whispered across the air like distant screams.

Chapter 81 | Obsidian