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.
Clap. Clap. Clap.
"Great. That's what I wanted to hear." Gisle said with a slight smile on his face while clapping.
"Damn... We'll actually be protected by the Dragon... Only now I realize it's true." Zero muttered with a dazed look as she couldn't believe his power.
Kadridas nodded, put aside the chessboard, and said, "As a Dragon, I will surely keep my word, but I must warn you about something. Among your enemies some can hold me back for a while, even despite my status, it's the Arkans."
As soon as Kadridas said this the eyes of all three opened wide as each of them already knew of this mysterious race.
"Oh, you seem to know already..." Kadridas uttered as he raised an eyebrow.
"Yeah... Those bastards almost killed me... And twice..." Wain muttered with clenched teeth and fists as his veins swelled.
"You fought Arkans?" Gisle asked with a dazed look, "Damn, you're a real monster."