I Am Getting Closer to God, but Far Away from People

Eighteen years of ordinary life came to nothing in a bloody night. It promises power, but the price it asks for is flesh and blood, reason, and repeated sinking and rebirth in despair. When the familiar warmth becomes the most piercing illusion, when the entrustment of loved ones becomes an inescapable curse... He cut out his eyes to see the truth, reshaped himself in the pain of disintegrating flesh and blood, and embarked on a dark road paved with despair. At the end of this road, is it the end of revenge or the beginning of inhumanity? With the power of evil, when he opened his eyes in the blood and ashes, was what he was staring at the cruel truth of this world, or was it his own alienated, heaven-like... Blind pupils?