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.
"So... What are you doing here? When do you plan to come back?" Teresa asked while stirring the salad in a lazy manner.
"Nothing much." Wain shrugged, "Just helping one Guild destroy another, pretty much everything under control. I don't know when I'll be back, I still have some things to do."
"Hmm? The Guild? Are you really talking about the Green Cats?" Teresa asked as her eyes widened.
"Exactly." Wain nodded.
"Wait... You want to help them deal with Twilight Embers...?" Teresa asked in a trembling voice.
"Yeah. They have a good plan and good conditions, so it will be an easy job. I'll be fine, you don't have to worry about me." Wain said as he took the glass in his hands.
Teresa looked at Wain silently for a moment as though she had heard something unbelievable.
"Is something wrong?" Wain raised an eyebrow.