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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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The Drunken War

For a while there was silence in the forest as no one could believe that this really happened, only Luar smiled and kept drinking wine as though everything was fine.

"Mr. Luar! What have you done?!" Linda exclaimed with a panicked look as she smacked the table.

"I agree... Luar... You've made a huge mistake... This is a disaster..." The massive monster with golden fur muttered in an intermittent voice as it was too drunk to even stand still.

"Shit, shit, shit!" Linda uttered, "We've all had too much to drink! Out of hundreds of monsters, only a few at most can fight! We need to figure something out right away! Maybe we can work out a deal with this Void? This is a misunderstanding!"

Linda was the one who supervised all the territories as well as prepared the monsters for future wars, but there was no way she could have expected Luar to do something so crazy.