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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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The Arena

Wain was finally ready to fight and shed rivers of blood. Dozens of arenas hovered around him, and any of them Wain could enter.

Many went to the Arenas to obtain souls and other various materials to improve skills or equipment. 

However, for others, resources were not as important. The most significant thing for them was the opportunity to fight with strong opponents. They felt that a near-death experience was a much better way to progress than medications or crystals.

In part, they were right, as they gained invaluable experience and improved their fighting abilities during the death battles. This could not be learned by using a few souls to improve skills.

"So... Where do I go first?" Wain muttered and opened the skill list.

After looking at the required souls and Essence, Wain decided first to improve the Chronicle of his additional soul. He had gotten Black Thunder's Renegade quite some time ago, and that soul was still useful and strong.