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.
The Gates of Darkness
Whoooooooosh.
Krakos was heading somewhere along the long road of fire. Occasionally he was attacked by Dimension Guards, even Third Rank, but they didn't even get to him as the flaming threads burned them away, leaving not even ashes.
"Great. I'm there, now I just have to wait, don't I?" Krakos grinned while staring into the void.
It seemed to stop at a random point, but Krakos wouldn't destroy his zone if he wasn't sure it was necessary.
Whooooooooooosh.
Suddenly, two magical circles appeared next to him, in the void, and turned into portals. Two persons emerged from them, and on their chests was a star with the number 4. They walked slowly toward Krakos, exuding powerful auras.
"What are you doing here? You have no right to be on the edge of the world!" The man exclaimed with an angry look.
"Get out of here now, or we'll have to take action." The woman said in a menacing manner as she crossed her arms over her chest.