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.
"Zero said you were in Last Light recently, so I hope you can open the portal so I can be in Last Light right away." Wain said with a calm look.
"Well, opening the portal isn't a problem, but you still have to walk a bit to the main base of Last Light since I entered Void while in Overion." Luar said with a slight smile on his face as he tilted his head.
"Overion...? What were you doing there? Went back to your office and decided to be nostalgic?" Wain grinned.
"Huh, Wain, you've been gone too long. You can't even imagine what our cities look like now. The four towns have almost completely returned to their former appearance, but with a few changes. At the same time, Merge Island has literally become the capital of Last Light, though it's not a country yet." Luar muttered as he waved his hand.
"Yeah. Perhaps you're right. I should see it for myself." Wain nodded, "Okay, open the portal."