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.
"Is your heart colder than others? I think you made that up for yourself. You just said that all people have feelings." Said Zero. She didn't understand why he was contradicting himself.
"Get over it. I'm being taught about life by some girl. Get out of here." Said Wain.
Zero giggled and jumped off the roof. She was glad she could talk to Wain about something personal to him.
When Zero left, Wain blew out a puff of smoke and, looking at the blue moon, muttered, "Zero...when you stand in an ocean of blood that you yourself created, your heart gradually gets colder..."
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As dawn broke, Gisle handed out instructions to prepare for the crossing to the northern part of Overion. The main character in that situation was Clovis. He was to build the bridge that would connect the two parts.
Wain reluctantly opened his eyes and stared at the half risen sun. He quickly wiped his eyes and rose sharply to his feet.