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.
A silhouette landed on one of the wrecks of the coliseum and smiled weakly. It was a man with long white hair and amber eyes. He had two curved horns on his head with many white scales all over his body. From his back grew two massive snow-white wings that looked majestic like those of the world's ruler.
"Well, well... Three scoundrels broke into the Royal Spirit Hall and made a real mess of the place. This is not good." The man shook his head as he looked at Wain with a sly look on his face.
"You are...!" Maece muttered while in shock.
"Yeah... It's me. Kadridas, The Watcher!" The man exclaimed before spreading his wings that created a powerful current of wind, so Maece struggled to stay on her feet.
"Why are you here!" Maece uttered as a shudder ran through her body.