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.
"You want to know the prices? Well, listen carefully." Pronounced Sven and proceeded to explain.
"Different souls contain different amounts of Soul Essence, so determining the exact number of souls you need to exchange for one Void Soul is quite difficult. But, I can give you average prices, which are usually pretty fair."
Wain nodded. He listened carefully to Sven and didn't miss a single detail. It was important information that would help him make an accurate plan for allocating his souls in the future.
Money was significant in all worlds. It could be used to obtain almost anything except true feelings and a real power.