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.
Two Cubes
"Your buddy is losing. Don't you want to help him?" Osvald grinned.
"There's no need for that. Even if Lin loses, he still won't let your friend stay alive." Hunter Leader uttered and pointed at Osvald.
The aura emanating from his body turned into a multitude of blades, and they came down on Osvald like arrows.
"Huh, do you really think some toothpicks can hurt me?" Osvald turned around and swung his leg. White energy turned into the silhouette of a dragon's tail and destroyed the blades.
"No, of course not. I just thought I'd make sure of your strength." Hunter Leader muttered, "After all, it was you who caused one of the roots to be destroyed, wasn't it?"
"Yes..." Osvald smiled, "But, it wasn't me who killed the Queen you were siphoning energy from."
"What?"
"Surprised? One day this guy will surpass me. I'm sure of it." Osvald looked at Wain, "Okay, I got distracted, time to wrap it up. You have no idea how much I miss my home."