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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

Russian Roulette

Suddenly a suffocating pressure began to emanate from the picture at the end of the room. Everyone, including Wain, felt like they were having trouble breathing. 

Then a huge amount of dark energy burst out of the painting, and the mask with an evil smirk flew out of the picture.

No one expected something like this to happen. Finch was about to attack. 

White flames appeared in his palms, but they immediately went out, and dark chains appeared around him. They chained him to his chair and prevented him from moving.

"What the fuck is going on here?" Shouted Finch.

The next moment the same thing happened to everyone else, even Dia, who didn't have a chair. 

Shackles appeared on her legs, and she was chained to the ground. No one could do anything, not actually Ayla, who was quite strong.

Whooooooosh.

The mask effortlessly passed through the barrier and hovered over the table. The next moment, everyone heard an eerie voice.