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.
Time Guardians
Light Racer found himself in a strange, rather a creepy place. He had a lot of questions to answer, but first, he decided to take care of his wounds.
Scratch.
Light Racer bandaged his legs with bandages while sitting under a massive dried tree. There was an atmosphere of death and a strong smell of dead bodies all around, so this tree looked like the safest place to be.
"Shit. I was supposed to go back in time and save Mom and Dad! But, instead, I ended up where the hell I was! What kind of place is this? Purgatory? Hell? Heaven? Fuck!" The Light Racer exclaimed with an angry look as he hit the tree with all his might.
Bam.
The tree couldn't take that kind of force, so it split in two and fell.
"Okay. At least I was able to get here. That's something, at least I hope so." Light Racer sighed, shook his head, and moved on.
Light Racer didn't know where to go, so he just paced forward while small bones broke beneath him that hid the sand.