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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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Sword and Cane

'What is this...? I've never seen such a weapon before.' Wain muttered inwardly while staring intently at Virion's sword.

Within a few rounds of their battle, Wain had already fully realized that Virion had carefully prepared for their fight. It made sense since Wain had long been his target, so every action Virion took carried real danger.

'Last time he used fire runes, they gave me a lot of trouble, but in fact, they were just very hot stones, but this... this is a real weapon.' Wain said to himself as he prepared for battle.

Virion stepped forward and raised his hand as if he was about to swing his sword, even though they were very far apart.

'Hm? What's he up to?' Wain raised an eyebrow while in confusion.

'Whooooooooosh.

Virion lowered his sword as suddenly it began to split into several pieces, lengthening considerably and acquiring the trajectory of a whip.