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Nameless King

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.

Arlemit · Fantasy
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Hunger

"Immobilize the beast, quickly!" Osvald shouted as he jumped on the beast's head and pressed it firmly to the ground.

Keith's men nodded and grabbed the beast by its front paws. Keith pierced the hind paws with daggers, and the beast could not move even a millimeter.

Wain smiled wickedly and approached the beast. An eerie aura emanated from him. The beast felt this was the end.

...

Tremble. Tremble. Tremble.

Suddenly something shuddered, but not in the world, but in Wain's Soul Altar. It was a dark crown hovering over the platform in the castle.

'Wow, looks like something interesting is starting to happen.' Blind Sorcerer smiled.

'Didn't it become active too soon?' Black Sun Aristocrat asked.

'No... it's fine... it's only a fraction...' Cursed Swordsman muttered.