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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 · Fantaisie
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A Taste of Murder

Alice lowered the scythe, and the blade sliced through the monster's flesh like a red-hot knife through butter. The wolf didn't fight back. It had no more strength left after Ern's flick.

The wolf's severed head rolled on the ground, and Alice dropped the scythe to the ground.

"I did it..." Alice muttered, looking at her hands. They were as clean and smooth as any girl's, but Alice saw blood on them. It was hard for her to realize that she had killed someone.

"It's okay." Ern squeezed her hand tightly, "You did good, but this is only the beginning. Look, it belongs to you now."

Ern pointed to the blue soul slowly flying toward Alice.

"What is that...?"

"It's your power." Ern smirked, and the soul penetrated Alice's chest. Her eyes glowed, and a powerful stream of energy burst out of her.

"What's going on?"