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.
Intervention
Crackle.
Wain touched the floor, and ice crystals burst from the ground. They quickly filled the entire arena and reached the Queen. This attack couldn't hurt her, the crystals broke against her tough skin like glass, but Wain reached his target.
'Not bad, he knocked down her pace with the crystals, and now he's ten paces ahead again. That was a good fight.' Osvald pondered. He was sure Queen had already lost, it was only a matter of time and that Wain didn't have much left, only nine seconds.
"Bastard!" The Queen shouted, and a multitude of spatial blades appeared around her. They destroyed the crystals into small debris and had to hurt to Wain.
Whooooosh.
Wain's silhouette blurred, and he passed from all the spatial blades. He had already seen this scenario and knew how to move and what to do.
"What?!" The Queen was startled, and suddenly Wain appeared before her.
Bam.