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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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Lack of Energy

Sven stared intently at the strip, while the sly smile was fading from his face as he grew more serious. He could wait a long time for the right moment to play with his opponent, but there were some things he could not forgive.

"For one who holds the title of Wise Queen, you have done too foolish." Sven said calmly as his hair glowed brightly, beginning to move like a thousand snakes.

Polosa grinned, "Really? If she hadn't been a fucking monster, I would have killed her. That would be a great start to a fight for me, wouldn't it?" Polosa struck the ground with her spear.

Tremble. Tremble. Tremble.

Dozens of red roots emerged from beneath the ground as if they had long been covered in blood. They headed toward Sven, but some of them were aimed again at Marlis and Osvald.