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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 · Fantasía
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The Flow of Darkness

'Well... Even though you suggest such a thing, it's like I have a choice.' Wain replied as he shrugged, 'Do what needs to be done. Looking for a second time for Nicole's weapon...I don't have that much energy, it's just too tiring.'

The Abyss Artist smirked as Wain's body quickly became covered in dense black energy, like ink. His appearance changed as now Abyss Artist had full control of his body, Wain receded into the background almost becoming a ghost in his own mind.

Damn... I never thought about it, but am I not the Nameless King himself now? What do you think of that? Abyss Artist asked with a sly smirk.

'Shut up. You can just inhabit my body, you'll never get my powers.' Wain frowned.

Abyss Artist smirked, 'Yeah, I know. Do you really have to react like that to every joke I make? You have your powers and I have mine.'

Step. Step. Step.