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.
Wain felt intense heat from the Light Racer's palm, but he didn't fight back as he was sure that the Light Racer, as well as the others, would never hurt him.
"Good. Sometimes you can be pretty wise." Light Racer said with a slight smile on his face as he removed his palm, "You should have found me much earlier, but since you were slower than a turtle, I had to force the issue."
When the Light Racer said this, several messages appeared before Wain.
[The sixth form's special ability, Light Disk, has been unlocked!]
[Light Disk
Use the power of speed and light to reach an amorphous form temporarily. You will disintegrate into particles of light that will turn into Light Disk to gain the ability to cut through anything, even space.]
"Hey, Light Racer, answer me one question." Wain said while rubbing his forehead to get rid of the burn.
"What's that?" Light Racer asked with a confused look.
"Who do you think wins the race?"