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.
Gisle had become one of the few people in the entire world who managed to awaken the mind of his weapon. However, this was not his main goal in this fight as he just didn't expect that such a thing was possible, but sometimes even the most incredible things could happen at an unexpected moment.
'How are you feeling?' Vexa asked in a worried voice.
'Excellent. It's like I've fulfilled my biggest dream and that's not the limit!' Gisle exclaimed with a happy smile as he gripped the hilt of his katana tighter.
Vexa blushed slightly at Gisle's words, then her gaze turned serious, 'Fine, though you've spent all your energy, you're definitely ready for round two. Let's show what we can do together!'
Gisle nodded and stepped forward. Wain still had plenty of energy, an almost unlimited supply, but he wouldn't use it. Though the energy was necessary for every fight, it was only their physical stats as well as their swordsmanship that decided everything right now.