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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.

Arlemit · Fantasy
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1149 Chs

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Wain stared at Virion's soul for some time before he walked over and touched it. He could have absorbed this soul to gain a great deal of energy, it would have helped him greatly to recover from such a long battle, but he was not about to do so.

"Maybe the other races are right about something... If you think about it, the fact that humans devour souls instead of purifying them looks pretty awful, but we are what we are, aren't we?" Wain uttered before sending a pulse of energy through his arm.

Tremble. Tremble. Tremble.

The soul trembled, gradually growing larger until it exploded. Wain didn't destroy the soul, he just split it into hundreds of strands of energy, which spread out like streams all over the world. Even those who were hundreds of kilometers away from the shining tree saw this as energetically the streams looked like shooting stars.