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.
Whooooooooosh.
Wain jumped back as scarlet energy burst from his coat that, with several streams, headed for the wound. The blood immediately stopped as the cut began to heal faster, but it took time.
'What the hell is it...?! Wain inwardly exclaimed, 'Gladius! You must know something about this for sure!
'Yes... I didn't think it would happen so soon. All in all, the situation couldn't be worse.' Gladius spoke in a serious voice, 'As far as I know, Arkans have a strict hierarchy based on strength and achievement, so... meeting Second Rank Arkan is a nightmare. Use everything you've got to win.'
Step. Step. Step.
Amelia slowly stepped toward Wain while her wind blades made space waver.
'Nameless, show me what you can do. Though, the outcome of this fight is already decided." Amelia uttered with an ice-cold look as she disappeared.
Amelia appeared behind Wain with a swift attack as her blades rushed to his heart.
Clang.