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.
"Agh...? What are you talking about?" Nicole muttered in confusion as she tilted her head.
"Look, you're definitely a special person, so if you really want your first weapon, you need something right for you. It's unlikely we can find a weapon with an unusual aura and Demigod Stage power from some merchant." Wain shrugged with a slight smile.
Nicole nodded silently, lowering her head again with a thoughtful expression.
"Moreover, all merchants get the weapons they sell usually from blacksmiths. Rarely can a weapon appear from energy and be Fifth Chronicle grade. It's only possible in Lands of the Gods, and not very often." Wain said calmly as he sighed, "Anyway if you're serious we can go to a blacksmith I know."
"Hmm? Do you know any blacksmiths in the Fifth Chronicle?" Nicole asked with a curious look as her eyes flashed. She understood that such a smith could make good weapons for her.