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.
Wain rested for several days before his wounds fully recovered. During this time, the monsters and Frigus managed to explore the caves beneath Snow Desert by 20%, which was pretty good.
Splash.
Wain climbed out of the icy water and did a warm-up. The thin layer of ice on his body cracked, and his eyes sparkled. A 3D map of Frozen Land appeared before him.
He scrutinized the dozens of new passages beneath the Snow Desert that the monsters had found under the guidance of Frigus.
"The monsters did a good job. I wonder how many Desert Earth Roots they discovered? It doesn't really matter at this point, though. All the Roots will be kept in storage anyway." Said Wain.
He decided that there was no point in using Desert Earth Root without an alchemist. It would be a waste of a precious resource.
Wain was sure he would be able to find an alchemist soon, and by then, he would have several warehouses stocked with various resources.