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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

The Way to Heaven

When Agnes looked at Wain to see the power of his soul, at first, she thought she was blind. She found it hard to breathe, and all she could see was the pitch-black darkness emanating from Wain's body.

It seemed to Agnes that she was in the center of the abyss, in its farthest and darkest corners. Because of such a dense and boundless layer of darkness, she could not even see Wain's Soul Altar. 

But that didn't stop her. Agnes wanted to see the soul in his Soul Altar, no matter what it cost her.

She concentrated and tried to penetrate that darkness, but suddenly she saw a massive silhouette. It looked like an insurmountable peak, something beyond her comprehension.

The silhouette pointed its hand toward her and squeezed it forcefully. That's when Agnes began to gasp. It wasn't a physical impact. The silhouette's hand squeezed her soul as if in a tight vice that could not be released.