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.
"Well, well, his mind is in real turmoil right now." Blind Sorcerer shook his head.
"Yeah. This girl is telling him things that will clarify many things for others, but not in his case. The more he listens, the more he realizes he doesn't understand anything." Light Racer spread his arms out to his sides.
"It's pretty ironic... but it will all fall into place someday." Code of Light and Darkness muttered.
They stood on the platform at Wain's Soul Temple while gazing at the brightly burning torch. It was a mesmerizing sight as one could watch forever.
Whoooooosh.
Suddenly there was a violent blast of dark wind that almost managed to extinguish the torch's flame. It was an invasion of Soul Temple, but the forms did not prepare for the attack as they knew who it was.
"It's you... And, you act brazenly as always... heh, just like me." The Cursed Swordsman smirked as he pulled his sword from the ground.