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The Soul System in the Apocalypse

Henry was just a simple boy but life was never simple to him. During his early years, he had actually encountered the legendary human trafficking. As such, he was sold to a place where he was forced to workday and night. During one of the nights that he was resting after a long day of working, something astonishing happened. He was taken to a black space where time was supposedly nonexistent. After wondering aimlessly for a long time in the darkness, something finally happened. A screen suddenly appeared in front of him. The screen had a title written on it in bloody red bold, 'THE SOUL SYSTEM'. Then, a bulky amount of information was poured into his mind at that moment. The planet that he was in was going to experience an apocalypse. Magic and other things that could only be seen in fantasy were going to appear. And during that time, it would be the period of the reign of the strongest. As someone who hadn't seen the world, how was he supposed to survive in such a world where not just strength, but even knowledge mattered? Thankfully, he had managed to get THE SOUL SYSTEM that was going to guide him. If he was going to rise in power, was he going to look for the family that he had lost many years ago? Or was he simply going to focus on finding out the cause of the sudden apocalypse, as well as to find the mysteries behind THE SOUL SYSTEM?

Alan_Wafula · Fantasy
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573 Chs

Xavier's Fate

Nobody had been expecting something like this to happen. It just happened abruptly, that, everyone who had been focused on fighting, and had just begun paying attention to the undead, was suddenly surprised to find that the undead suddenly split into two.

While Olivia and the others began thinking that perhaps this was the undead, trying to multiply itself, the Necromancer on the other hand felt his heart almost rushing through his mouth.

The horror in his eyes was visible, as he did not expect that the undead that he had used as a surmountable amount of energy to summon, had suddenly been killed. He could already tell that the undead had already passed away considering that he had lost the connection that he was having with it.

And, at the undead fell onto the ground, another figure appeared behind it. It was a young man with black hair, and brown eyes. His expression was currently cold, as he stared at the Necromancer.