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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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1149 Chs

The odds

"Wain... You're really back from the dead, right?" Elegan asked in disbelief as he stared intently at Wain, afraid of missing something.

"Something like that. I don't think there's any exact name for it, but I'm alive again, or rather I've been alive for a long time, but I just got my memories back now." Wain said calmly with a slight nod, "I still have to get my power back, but that's okay. I won't have to go all the way to the Transcendence Stage all over again. It's almost done."

Reto took a sip and asked, "So the Second Great War is about to begin, right?"

Wain nodded silently.

"In that case, I want to ask you something." Reto muttered slowly swinging his frozen glass from side to side, "How many of us can reach the God Stage before then?"