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.
Roots
"Old man, Irma said you were digging tunnels for Pearl Hunters stuck in this area. Is that true?"
"Yes, they made us do it to make way for the roots. We didn't understand why they were doing it, but then we were horrified." The old man spoke slowly.
"Our village dug one long tunnel from the Hunters' base to the jungle. I tried to find out why they were doing it, but each time I was threatened and ordered not to ask about it again."
"You ran the root into the jungle? Did you just leave it behind?" Osvald asked.
"Yes, there is an entrance to this tunnel in the jungle. It is near the lake, though many may have changed since then, as have the Beetles."
"Bugs?"
"They weren't there before, Cosmic Beetles started actively appearing a few days after we left the root in the jungle, the same time the Queen appeared."
"I see." Wain nodded.