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.
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Ereg was actually able to transcend his ambition which had long held back his potential, and began to learn from his mistakes. He realized that it was impossible to let Gael gain an advantage. If he stayed under the hail of ash swords, it would be tantamount to defeat, at least in one of the many rounds of their battle.
'Fine... In a way I was lucky to see Alucard's fight, now I know exactly what to do to win!' Ereg inwardly exclaimed, finding himself facing Gael, who was clearly surprised by Ereg's actions.
The ash swords were still chasing him, but Ereg was considerably faster. His movements were ghostly, there was barely a trace of his footsteps on the ground, light and sure, carrying with them a clear threat.
Then, a shadow fell upon Gael from two pairs of claws, long and sharp, cutting through the currents of air in their path.