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.
They headed to a restaurant that Aurora thought was the best in town. The restaurant was centrally located in one of the tallest buildings, so they had a view of the beautiful scenery beyond the walls.
Tap. Tap. Tap.
Ern tapped his finger on the table in a nervous manner while drool was gradually pouring out of his mouth.
"Hey, will you stop doing that already?" Aurora frowned as she smashed on the table.
"That's easy for you to say! You have no idea how hungry I am. Ever since I woke up in this town, I haven't been able to eat properly yet, everything has been too chaotic, but today I'm finally getting some rest!" Ern exclaimed with a happy look.
Crackling.
A waiter entered the hall.
"Looks like you don't have long to wait, do you?" Wain asked while looking at the waiter.