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.
Lands of the Gods was a great distance from the general world and especially from Last Light. Wain entered Lands of the Gods through Death Shore, using the Abyss Artist's portal, so it took him quite a while to get part of the way.
'Damn... This place is really huge... It's strange that I acted so careless when I first got here. For someone in the Fourth Chronicle, this place is pretty damn dangerous.' Wain muttered inwardly, creating platforms of darkness beneath him and bouncing off them.
Each time he bounced off a platform he created a shockwave as a ring of darkness spread around before dissipating into wisps of energy. Wain's energy was very dense, so it attracted the attention of some of the monsters that were already chasing him.