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.
Eva decided to help Feno prepare a healing ointment. Feno was glad that the people he saved were kind and easygoing.
"You know, when I walked into the room and saw your cold stare, I got really scared." Feno said, hiding the petals from the green flower.
"Yeah, I was a little out of it at the time. Sorry about the cup."
"No, it's okay. You're helping me make the salve. I couldn't have done it so fast without you." Feno muttered, rubbing the leaves in a mortar.
"These nuts are actually very strong. I didn't expect that. By the way, Feno, what do you do? You seem to be quite good with flowers and medicines."
"I work as an assistant in a small apothecary and have some knowledge of medicine and alchemy."
"Oh, you know how to make potions and various pills?" Eva was interested.