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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 Road to the Shard (Part 3)

A seed fell to the ground, near one of the crevices, and shone brightly.

Wain prepared for battle as he decided it was some kind of unusual attack. He put his sword out in front of him and a dense layer of darkness appeared on his hands.

Crackle. Crackle. Crackle.

The seed cracked in several places as it opened. A small flower with three yellow petals grew there.

"Hmm? Is that all...?" Wain muttered with a confused look.

Tremble. Tremble. Tremble.

Suddenly the ground trembled as massive vines burst out of it. However, they didn't attack Wain, they headed toward the broken trees. The vines gradually repaired the damage that had appeared during Wain's fight. The tree trunks fused as the vines connected the splits to each other as though stitching the wound with thread.

"Huh, looks like he wasn't really going to fight me. What a weird guy." Wain grinned while shaking his head.