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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.

Arlemit · Fantasie
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1149 Chs

Dance

Alas, like many Elves, I specialized in wind magic. It was his element, he loved this power and was certain that nothing suited him as well as the wind. Alas was a bit different from the other Elves, he was much freer than the others, he had no home or family, only mates he traveled with. He could do what he wanted, so the wind resonated with him.

"Not bad. It looks like you can be respectful as well as formidable." Ern smiled as he looked at Alas.

Streams of wind appeared next to Alas. They gradually grew stronger until they became a small tornado. The wind obeyed Alas and could not harm them, so the hurricane, like an elevator, lifted them high up. They overcame the trees and reached one of the islands.

The island was about the size of a Forgotten Forest, about the size of a small mountain. There were unusual white trees with blue crowns. There were many blue flowers on the ground as several waterfalls poured down from the island.