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.
Whoooooosh.
The shockwave dispersed hundreds of meters around as the few trees bent to the ground, and some of them snapped.
Despite the extraordinary power of the blast, Amelia was fine, but all that was left of the ice barrier was a fine crumb that was blown away by a random wind current.
"Hmm? Is it really...?" Wain muttered as he turned around.
In his direction, with a slow stride, was Dan while drops of blood dripped from his left hand. Behind Dan was a ruined cave as among the rubble lay the wounded Ceozi.
'She's alive, though seriously wounded... Well, that's enough, the Demons are definitely one of the toughest races.' Wain inwardly muttered with a slight nod.
Whooooooosh.
Amelia jumped out of the crater and stared at Wain with a furious look.
"I knew you couldn't handle him alone." Dan said in a calm voice before creating several ice crystals.