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.
Step. Step. Step.
Wain with a slow step headed toward the abyss as the light from the souls gradually fell on his body. Then he reached the edge, small stones fell down, and at the same time, his eyes opened wide.
"What the hell is this...?" Wain muttered with a dazed look.
Down below was a massive multicolored lake that slowly flowed in some direction. There were so many souls that visually they became one, so it was like rainbow water.
Crackle.
Suddenly a magical circle appeared on the ceiling from which several hundred souls of different sizes and colors burst forth, all heading toward the lake as they refilled it.
"These are all souls...?" Zero uttered while in disbelief, "That's incredible... I've seen over a thousand souls in front of me a couple of times, but that's nothing compared to this... since it's a whole sea."
"Yeah. I didn't even think we'd ever have something like this." Gisle smiled as he walked over to Wain.