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.
The Trouble
The Progenitor's energy was on its way to find its master. It was definitely going to take some time, perhaps as little as a couple of years, maybe hundreds, but the most important thing was the beginning.
Moreover, every Plant, once again, was convinced that Arden was a worthy ruler. Even though he didn't want to be King, that could no longer be changed as it was what the people in their hearts wanted. Until the one who absorbed the energy of the Progenitor appeared, Arden would be the ruler of the Plant World.
Clap. Clap. Clap.
Sven clapped his hands slowly, with a serious expression and a sincere easy smile on his face.
"Unbelievable. I'm actually shocked. Perhaps your heart is purer than my energy, and that's the highest praise I'm capable of." Sven said quietly, continuing to clap.
Marlis and Osvald exchanged glances, then they joined Sven, beginning to clap their hands.