Odyssey of the Blind God

Nial figured that the voice was trying to do something to him, only to fail miserably.

It had attacked him once, cutting off his senses if only for a short period of time.

He would have to lie if he were to say that it was not scary to lose the ability to sense, hear, smell, and perceive mana, that too all at once, especially since he had already lost his sight at a young age.

His other senses were, quite literally, his lifeline, and Nial couldn't imagine being able to live a long life if all of his senses were to be cut off permanently.

One way or another, he was glad when his senses returned. Nial was vigilant and ready to figure out more about the vessel of the voice that had turned silent all of a sudden. However, what he perceived caused him to be flabbergasted for a few seconds.

A golden silver-outlined, semi-translucent existence was hovering above the stone shrine. It was staring down at Nial, whose head flicked naturally in the being's direction. He was not able to see the being but visualizing it clearly showed the silver outlines of the being, and that it was not actually a physical materialization but rather a summoned Spirit of a being.

As the Spirit emerged from the shrine, an awkward silence fell over the land. All Shadows had been killed in an instant, while the Devils, Ryu and Nial sustained a considerable amount of injuries.

The air felt thick and heavy due to the divine presence, and a faint, glowing aura surrounded the Spirit's semi-transparent form. The Spirit's aura shimmered and pulsed with energy that was eerily similar to the Cursed Divine Energy that Nial had once stored in his body. However, the Spirit's energy was different. It emanated a gentleness and warmth all over the surrounding area, while simultaneously causing shivers to run down everyone's spine.


To Nial, it felt almost as if the energy itself was confused about its identity and if it was supposed to be good or bad. Nial had yet to sense something like this, so it was the first time for him. He was a little surprised about the energy, but it was not as if it could distract him enough from the more important things.

No member of the ancient civilization was left behind but Nial was far from satisfied. He could clearly tell that the existence in front of him was the spiritual reflection of an actual God. It didn't possess the strength of an actual God, but the fraction of power it harbored had been enough to annihilate everything...almost everything.
[Die!] The voice shouted out loudly all of a sudden. Nial's body stiffened in response and he mentally prepared himself for a desperate attempt to do something in order to escape alive. However, he quickly noticed that nothing happened to him even though the Godly Spirit's Aura expanded all of a sudden.

The most intense expansion was around the Godly Spirit's eyes, which Nial clearly visualized with a frown.

No matter how much time passed, nothing seemed to happen to him. This was even a surprise to the Godly Spirit that stared blankly at Nial while visibly calming down.

[These eyes…whose are they?] The Spirit asked all of a sudden. Nial frowned at the sudden change in the attitude of the Spirit but he didn't have a reason not to answer.

"Mine, of course," Nial responded, barely restraining himself from adding 'you idiot' into his response.

[No they aren't yours! These eyes are not connected to your body, not completely, at least. Your body actually repels your eyes!] The Spirit clarified, confusing Nial even more than he already was.

It didn't make sense that the Godly Spirit was suddenly being friendly with him, in the first place. The changes in the attitude, mood and behavior of the Spirit were very annoying, especially because Nial had no idea if the Spirit was genuinely curious or just stalling time before it would attack him by surprise.

The ancient civilization was dead but the High Mythician Dungeon had yet to close. That meant the Godly Spirit was likely to be the final opponent. However, it was not actually possible for him to defeat the Godly Spirit.

Thus, Nial chose to use the Spirit's information while thinking about a way to get rid of the Godly Spirit.

He recalled Damian's words about the memories of Nial's past before he lost his eyes and understood a few things.

'Didn't he say something about my eyes being taken away?' Nial thought, trying to recall the exact words of the Late God of Darkness.

"What does it matter to you?"

There was no reason for them to beat around the bush. It was quite obvious that the Godly Spirit didn't actually care about the annihilation of the Ancient civilization within the High Mythician Dungeon. The plan created by the God who was in control of the Spirit might have failed, but that didn't seem to affect it a lot.

[Well, I cannot kill you because your body is not fully intact. If you were missing something other than your eyes, it would be fine, but you are blind and not even in possession of your own eyes. Lucky you, I guess!] The Spirit said as if it was logical and something that didn't affect it in the slightest.

"Aren't you a little too nonchalant for someone who threatened me minutes ago? Don't you want to see me dead anymore?"

[There is no need to feel angry just because I failed to kill someone like you. You might have destroyed one of my plans but it's not like I expected too much from those weaklings, in the first place. I got to know a few things thanks to your attack on my dungeon as well, so you could say that I made a profit!]

Nial was pretty sure that this was a lie, but he had a nagging feeling that made him doubt his own certainty. This annoyed him quite a bit, but there was not actually much he could do against the Godly Spirit. It kept absorbing the surrounding mana to maintain its form and to continue hovering on top of the stone shrine.

"In that case, what are you planning to do now?" Nial asked, feeling pretty sure that the answer would annoy him.

[Not much. I will leave once I get to know your name. I am pretty sure I can get to know your name with a little research but I don't want to bother myself with such a trivial task. If you were weak and desperate for power I would make a deal with you in exchange for turning you into my personal lab rat to experiment upon, but you are already talented and powerful. You will probably advance to the Mythician rank before the age of 100, become a Demi God before the age of 500, and advance to godhood before you've been alive for a whole millennia.

I want to figure out what you will accomplish with the power of the God of Darkness. After all, your predecessor failed miserably, and I was not able to kill you because of those eyes of yours. Maybe you would have been stronger with 'your' eyes.]

Nial squinted his eyes once again, trying to find the logic behind the Spirit's words. However, he quickly gave up and provided the answer the spirit was looking for.

"Alright, in that case… I'm Nial Orin!"

[Nice to meet you Nial Orin. We will see each other in the future!]

And with that, the Godly Spirit dispersed as if it had never been there, to begin with.

Following that, the dungeon began to crumble, leaving Nial stupefied.

"That's it?"