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.
Crackling.
The ground beneath Reidar collapsed due to too much pressure coming from Wain's side as his katana began to crack.
"What...? My katana is breaking?" Reidar uttered while in disbelief as he clenched his teeth.
"Your weapon is actually incredible, the smith that made this katana is a true master so in any other situation I could not even scratch it." Wain muttered with a calm look as he stepped forward, "However, no weapon can resist my sword with my Beyond's energy."
Crackle. Crackle. Crackle.
Dozens of jaws collapsed on the katana as a massive, thick crack appeared on its blade.
"No!" Reidar exclaimed as he tried to retreat, but suddenly a thick darkness covered his legs, preventing him from moving for some time.
"You're a tough swordsman, right? Well, let's see what you can do without your weapon!" Wain said in a thunderous voice before releasing all his aura at once.