The Blind Swordsman Novels & Stories

The weight of his sword felt like an extension of his arm, a part of him as vital as his own heartbeat. As the battle horns blared, signaling the start of the assault, Lucian surged forward. The clash of steel and the roar of warriors filled the air. Lucian’s movements were fluid, almost graceful, as he cut through the enemy ranks. His blade found its mark with lethal precision, each strike deliberate and deadly. He did not blink as he took life after life; the faces of the fallen blurred together in a haze of crimson.

A medium lengthened double H sword with a tint of white and gold appeared beside his palm, so he gripped the grip of the sword and slashed it in the air in front of him diagonally to the left. Who will win? Good or Evil ?

Do I run or do I stay? This is one of the unfortunate times to be blind because it’s such a huge disadvantage. I feel frozen, but suddenly I feel a presence coming up behind me. I prepare myself as a rogue leaped to me to tear into my shoulder. I grabbed it by both sides of its neck as I flipped it into the ground. It growls at me, and I lengthen my claws and tear into his throat. I hate having to take another life, but I know right now everything is life or death and damn it, my mom and I will make it out of this.

Zephyr Khan didn't expect her to appear here at this time and attack him. "Looks like you have recognized me..." The one-armed swordsman slowly raised his head and looked at Zephyr Khan. His eyes were as sharp as an eagle's eyes, which were extremely shocking and horrible. In the eagle's eyes, there seemed to be a dense Sword Energy that could burst out at any time. "Someone wants to buy your life. If you don't want to suffer too much, you'd better kill yourself!"

The man said as his fighting spirit rose. “Let's fight far from here.” Ding Bang said as he looked at everyone's scared face. “Why? Are you afraid that these weak maggots got implicated?” The man smirked. He raised his right hand up in the air, a majestic black sword with dragon engraved on it appeared. Mysterious words were written on its blade up to its hilt. Its sharp edge shines in cold luster with faint diamond aura surrounding it. An indication that his sword was a Triple S rank item.

I need my sword. Reaching behind my back, I feel the cool, smooth texture of my marking shift beneath my fingers. There’s a brief moment where the ink pulses, almost as if it’s alive, before it solidifies into the hilt of my sword. I draw it out, feeling the familiar weight settle into my hand. The blade hums with energy, a glowing blue that pulses in time with my heartbeat. This sword is mine, a part of me, born of my blood and soul. Athena’s gift, forged from my very essence.

Zigas said. The two bitchy-looking girls walked towards us, "Why are you entering someone's house without permission?! I will call the police—" "He is Archer's foster brother. You'd better tell me where he is now." "What? Is he the famous Xander Balstair, the prince merciless of rogue? " One of the girls seemed to know Xander or just might have heard of him. I don't know. "But why is he blind? He must be lying and pretending to be him!" Another girl hissed. They hissed too clearly for even my ears to catch. Why did they say that? Then when did Xander become blind?

He ends up grabbing the bars then jumps back screaming. "What the fuck?" "Did I forget to mention that those are coated with silver?" His eyes ping-pong from my hand to his. To satisfy his curiosity, I hold it up and show him my palm. There isn't a single burn. Because silver doesn't affect me. I'm yet to come across a weapon that can do real to my body. "Who the hell are you?"

Lisa laughed at her aunt's curiosity and told the short version. “Well, we met at a park, and Lilani started talking to him. For me, it was love at first sight, and after two weeks, he asked me to marry him, and well, six months later, here we are, still going strong.” “Oh, Lisa, your parents would have loved him. He seems like a gentleman. But what's with the dark glasses?” “Well, he was left blind after an accident, and a few weeks ago he went for surgery; it was a success, but he still needs to wear them for a few weeks,” Lisa explained. Just then, Alessandro walked into the kitchen, hand in hand with Lilani.

“Woman, what are you still doing in my house?” Williams asked through gritted teeth as he let go of his girlfriend's hand. He was pointing at her with his index finger and a frown face as though he wanted to slap Hailey. Williams has black sleek hair resembling the prevailing darkness, the thunderous coarse voice of his displayed chilling nonchalant nature. His silvery eyes, which glanced at people like a dagger, with a soul-eating stare that each time it pierced the air.