The Blind Swordsman Novels & Stories

He needed to end this, and quickly, lest Mika take advantage and win. Boro closed his eyes and opened his mind, he was the void. He felt the air stir as Mika moved in to capitalize on this moment, thinking Boro had given up. He was dead wrong, Boro felt the blade move through the rising daylight, and moved his body almost as if on its own, without thought, acting on pure instinct. His blade, the same type of single edged sword his father had used, the one that he had named Honor, moved as if to block Mika's but instead he ducked, and moved around it, weaving under the path of the blade, and at the last second he turned his own so that the flat of it struck Mika on his wrist, breaking it clea

"Ms. Todd, are you looking to sell your place? I noticed you wrote that you want it sold in three days? That's so soon." "It's urgent. Please get it done as soon as possible," I said with determination. I had only regained my eyesight for a day, but my emotions were in a mess. I took a taxi home and quickly prepared all the documents I needed to bring to the research team. When I was blind, I thought about how I would not regret anything at all, giving everything up for Sean. At that moment, I found it highly absurd that I would ever think that way.

"Young man, I'm lending you this iron sword for a day. If you can bring me the fangs of ten pairs of Bamboo Leaf Green Snakes within a day, I'll give you an opportunity." "No problem, I accept." Sebastian smiled broadly, successfully opening the path to becoming a sword cultivator. After taking the task, Sebastian immediately set out, leaving the shop. Some players who were still wandering around the entrance of the weapons shop, unsure of what to do, were astonished when they saw Sebastian come out with a sword in hand. "I can't believe it! How did this guy get a weapon?" "We're all using our fists, wooden sticks, or picking up rocks to fight monsters, and he already has a sword?"

It was just him and me now, bound by the code. I straightened, my eyes locked on his. He didn’t speak, didn’t even move, but I could feel the intensity of his gaze through the shadow of his hood. My fingers tightened around the hilt of my sword as I prepared to draw it again. The duel had begun, and there was no turning back. The swordsman moved like a shadow, his blade slicing through the air with almost perfect precision. His face was masked from the nose down, leaving only his eyes visible… like an assassin.

“This sword technique is divided into five parts, the Moon Harvest Sword, Mountain-Splitting Sword, Sun-Piercing Sword, Sultry Sword, and Emotional Sword. If you practice the technique to perfection, you can even split mountains apart.” After that, the old man told Philip the stories of his experiences when he was young like a lonely old man. Philip had some guesses about his identity, but after so many years, what remained should only be a shred of his soul. “It's getting late. It’s time to send you back.” As the old man was about to close his eyes and disappear, Philip stopped the old man and asked, “I don’t know your name yet.” “I’ve long forgotten my name, but others call me the Bamboo S

Her intense gaze, hardened by countless battles, was tempered by her unwavering loyalty to Somerland. To Elysia's left stood Gareth Swordbane, widely feared and respected as the Sword Demon. He was a tall, imposing figure, his eyes sharp and deadly. Known for wielding a blade with unparalleled mastery, Gareth’s skill in swordsmanship was legendary, his reputation as a ruthless opponent striking fear into the hearts of all who dared challenge him. His sword, an ancient blade etched with runic symbols, was strapped across his back, and his eyes held a piercing focus that spoke of countless battles fought and won.

He retrieved the Dragon Slaying Saber from the System Space and suddenly, a roar of a dragon was heard, followed by the slashing sounds of the saber. All 30 over Rank 5 Undead Skeletal Heavy Swordsmen were startled. They glanced at the saber in Lucas' hands, which was glittering. Before they could study it, Lucas hoisted the Dragon Slaying Saber high in the air. "Blazing Saber Technique!" Before Lucas was done saying it, he already launched his attack. In a split second, many blazing shots were fired to the 30 over Rank 5 Undead Skeletal Heavy Swordsmen.

Chaos said. The man was a deadly tornado with the twin swords twirling in his hands. He kept on missing the vital parts but his opponent was already bleeding in many parts of his body. Despite being clothed in armor, the hook of his sword was able to squeeze some cuts in the place where the armor can’t cover. Even his fighting style was not that of a knight. It was more like a barbarian whose strikes had no sense of direction. He was just attacking to wound or kill.

Fastening the collar around her neck, he said, “Drake has a dragon tattoo on the left side of his neck. Short curly hair. Black-framed specs. Dark brown eyes.” “Okay,” she whispered, biting her lip at the pinch of the collar pressing against her skin. “Carson Meyer is the person you are sold to. He has dark brown eyes, no specs, and straight jet-black hair. It’s short, though. And you already recognize their voices, if I’m not wrong, right?” Theo turned around, holding the blindfolds. “Yes, Theo,” she replied, keeping her voice low—most probably because she couldn’t speak boldly, knowing she was sold to someone who might kill her on a mere suspicion of betrayal.

Will she take a chance on him despite the added complications of her pregnancy and past heartbreak? As Wynter's story unfolds, she must also confront the demons of her past, including a potential threat from a former lover with a dark agenda. Will she find the strength to forgive and move on? And ultimately, whom will she choose: the father of her child, or the man who has loved her unconditionally, especially without seeing her? In "Blinded Dreams," love shines as the only light in the darkness, and the heart sees all. Join us on a journey of twists and turns, where the boundaries of love are limitless and a blind man's perspective offers a unique window into the story's emotional depths