Once all people received Souls and incredible powers. Some were lucky enough to obtain the Soul of an ancient and powerful creature, but fate was not favorable to all. The world began to change, and creatures evolved. But, it was not the beginning of a new era. It was the end. A couple of months later, a dark mist appeared and destroyed the world. It was a dictate of destiny from which no one could escape. Wain Norheim was the world's best assassin and the only one who didn't get a soul. However, he was destined to gain the power to confront fate. Escaping through a portal into another world, he unknowingly began the apocalypse. Even the world failed to expel him.
Keira slowly rose from the ground while her wound was still bleeding. Her pained look said everything about her situation, but the pain was less of a problem to Keira herself than the fear.
'Shit, I have to hurry. I don't know how much time has passed, but if I don't do something soon, he'll kill me right here. It will be the end for all of us...' Keira inwardly muttered as her ring glowed brightly.
A scarlet glass sphere appeared in her hand, which she immediately crushed. The red liquid, as if alive, headed towards her wound gradually healing it. Inside the orb was not exactly a potion, as each drop consisted of hundreds of little robots that filled Keira's body with power, giving it all its energy.
'I can't do that again, but now at least I won't die of blood loss, but... What will I do without my sword? That bastard broke it...' Keira shook her head with a devastated look before rising.