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.
Merge Island was originally divided into four zones with a neutral center, Ice, Fire, Dark, and Light. However, over time the energy went out of the territories as four powerful monsters disappeared, so the only source of the elements remained Dungeons.
"Guir, land over there." Gisle said as he pointed to the foot of the mountain.
"Sure." Guir nodded, flapped his wings, and accelerated significantly.
"Hmm? Why are we flying toward the mountain?" Zero asked with a confused look.
"One of the easiest Dungeons in all of Last Light is here. Look." Gisle pointed to a cave nearby.
In front of the cave entrance were several guards who gradually let people in. The queue was long enough for many people to stay in and out of the Dungeon for days, so there was a small area near each Dungeon where people could rest and sleep.
Whoooooosh.
Guir landed near the entrance that attracted the attention of hundreds of people.