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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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Living Roots

Wain approached the barrier and looked at the pearls. They hovered in the sphere's center like small stars, the purest energy constantly emanating from them. The roots absorbed the energy and transmitted it, to selected beings throughout the zone.

"The core looks like it's alive..." Wain muttered.

"It is. Look at the roots." Keith said, "They look more like tentacles, looking for energy to get even stronger and bigger."

"Okay, enough talk. It's time to get those pearls and go home finally. Break it up." Osvald uttered and walked over to the barrier.

"Wait. I want to clarify something. Two will go to us out of the five pearls, right?"

"Yes, as agreed. Wain, this will be my gift to you."

"What? You'll give me three pearls?" Wain was surprised.

"Of course, why not? Do you really think such pearls would be of any use to me."

"Wouldn't they?"