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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.

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Black Sun

Wain jumped down from the tree and headed in the direction of the base of Holy Tale. He decided to go around the battlefield and sneak up on the elves, then attack them with everything he had. 

In that case, the arriving commander would probably decide to get rid of the problem and attack Wain. Then the battle will begin, which will change the landscape of the terrain.

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In the main square of the base of Holy Tale.

Many elves in mostly yellow and white robes and armor looked at their commander from whom an orange pillar emanated.

He was a tall elf, with long, shoulder-length blond hair and eyes as blue as the ocean. He was dressed in ample, noble clothes of red and yellow. He also wore a long, red robe that fluttered in the wind. It was Haden Jett.

One of the elves stepped forward, bowed respectfully, and said, "Welcome back. We are pleased to welcome you."

Haden only nodded weakly and looked intently at each of the elves.