Odyssey of the Blind God

Over the course of time, Nial\'s darkness domain had spread out, forming a huge black sphere that devoured every bit of Origin Mana in its surroundings.

Nial was cultivating like a madman, fully focused on improving the efficiency of the cultivation progress and maximizing the time he was given in the Arcania Realm. It was a precious opportunity and Nial made use of it well.

The sphere that had formed out of the darkness domain had a range of more than a thousand kilometers. Its actual range was closer to three thousand kilometers, which meant that Nial\'s domain was the size of a small planet. The suctioning force of his planet-sized darkness sphere was also tremendous. That made it seem as if the darkness sphere was a black hole, devouring everything and anything!

He had attained the Peak of the Mythcian rank and desired to go a step ahead. He wanted to take his first stride toward the Trixor rank, starting with the creation process of his Godly Foundation.

Nial desired to start preparing everything necessary to create his Divinity, which includes extracting the Essence of his abilities, learning to understand who he was, what he was and what he could have been if not for the choices he made in the past.

There were countless ways to ascend godhood and Nial was already thinking about his own path excitedly. He was interested in what may happen in the near future, what his Divinity would end up looking and how he could use his knowledge to create the strongest possible Divinity.

Using every single bit of knowledge he had acquired in the last several decades, Nial was intrigued about his future\'s path. He was not yet a century old and his path had yet actually to start. That was what he believed.

However, the told story of his life might be much shorter. After all, not everything in life was exciting, and neither was it possible for everything to be recorded. The truth could usually only be known by those who witnessed it all. That was also why Nial knew many things the Primordials and Ancients were hiding from the Universe.

Spending ten years in the Arcania Realm showed that quite clearly. Memories of the Late God of Darkness were unveiled every now and then. With every Darkness Temple, he completed new memories that flushed his mind where they were imprinted and stored safely.

He learned too many things that he wished not to know, whether they revolved around Damian\'s life or the doings of other races. For a few weeks, Nial had been pulled out of his addictive trance-like state because certain memories had disrupted his calm mind too much.

After all, it was not exactly nice to get to know that Damian actually knew the race Nial hailed from and that there had once been a connection to the Lacardian Empyrean Void, which seemed to be the place Nial was actually born, as the Prince of the entire Void in the Lacardian Empyrean.

Nial didn\'t really understand it well either, but he got to know too many things that confused him. From the looks of it, Damian\'s memories had been sealed as well. He only recalled certain things the further Nial\'s cultivation rank progressed. That was at least what Nial felt because he didn\'t think that Damian lied to him when he revealed to Nial that he saw Nial\'s memories…at that time.

There were many confusing things that went through Nial\'s head, including that it seemed a few Ancients and Primordials made a pact with the Pryards a long time ago. They betrayed their own race and the entire Universe to procure power and seemingly unlimited might.

Damian\'s memories showed clearly that the Late God of Darkness fought against the advocates of the Pryards for a long time. The advocates had been hiding well, to the extent that it seemed Damian was blindly attacking other Ancient and Primordial races. A huge war erupted, ending with Damian\'s loss after he finished every advocate but one.

One advocate survived Damian\'s uncontrollable anger. But despite being unable to kill the last advocate, Damian was able to take his eyes. In fact, the advocate\'s eyes were cursed with a curse that couldn\'t be taken. Even by destroying his eyeballs and regenerating them using heavenly items, it would never be possible to heal them.

While all of this was a lot for Nial to digest, something deep in his subconscious made him feel as if all pieces of the big puzzle were slowly coming together.

Damian was crippled and bound to die. He sealed his Devils, detached his soul from his body, and split it up to enter his Divinity, which he had also split up. What followed after was that his Godly Fragments, the split-up parts of his Divinity, were hidden all around the Universe and even outside the Universe.

One piece was even in the Lacadian Empyrean Void…and that was where the problems began.

The Gate to the Lacardian Empyrean Void had been damaged when Damian and the last advocate of the Pryards fought their final battle, which made it near-impossible to travel safely through it.

Thus, the Lacardian Empyrean Void forgot about the small and insignificant Universe for a long time…until the advocate of the Pryards returned with the desire to not only destroy Damian\'s remaining Godly Fragments but also to fix what had been taken from him…his eyesight!

A chaos of memories had flooded Nial\'s mind and digesting everything was difficult. However, he could tell one thing for sure.

"I am not from this place, and I have the eyes of the Pryard\'s advocate in me…" Nial mumbled, convinced that his guess was the truth. He was not sure how this made sense but he was pretty sure that one thing lead to another.

Whether it was a coincidence or fate.

The Pryard\'s advocate switched their eyes which was only possible because they had the same type of eyes…eyes that could see everything. Damian\'s Curse was passed onto his body.

Damian\'s Godly Fragment located in the Lacardian Empyrean Void reacted to this, binding to him before using every bit of remaining energy to teleport Nial to a safe place; the Realm of Forgotten Time, the City of Trials, to be precise.

In the City of Trials, he was bound to another of Damian\'s Godly Fragments which created the Odyssey seed, whose energy was drained completely to bring him to an even more secure place; inside a human Shelter on Jundra, precisely a small playground where he was picked up and raised as the human Nial Orin.

Everything else was history.

"What the fuck are those jumbled memories…Are they even mine, in the first place?"