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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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Luck

"Fifty-four and fifty-five..." Reto muttered, touching the last grape, lightly wiggling the tip of the bunch.

"What...? What did you say...?" Felix muttered in disbelief, he needed to hear it again.

Reto smirked, "In this bunch, there are exactly 55 grapes, no more, no less. If your memory is better than your hearing, you know what that means."

Felix smiled broadly as his eyes shone brightly.

"It means I've won! Doesn't it!" Felix exclaimed cheerfully.

"Sure." Reto nodded, "Well, as I promised, I won't just let you live, there's a small prize waiting for you as well, though it's more of an offer than a prize."

"Hmm...? I don't quite follow you." Felix tilted his head in confusion.

Reto smirked insidiously as he held up a finger, "Look, now you have two choices again. You can leave right now and continue to invade various spaces like a common thief."

"Or...?"