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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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Wain continued to practice. He understood the principle of lowering strength, but he needed time to do it flawlessly.

Osvald, meanwhile, began training his two new students.

"Ready?" Osvald asked.

"Yes!" Agnes said confidently.

Luar nodded slightly.

"Good, then I want you to fight first. Use your Beyonds, but don't use abilities or equipment."

"What?"

"Just like that?"

"Of course, I want to see which of you is stronger. So, fight seriously, it's better for everyone." Osvald shrugged.

Agnes looked intently at Luar. Osvald's words hurt her, Agnes knew Luar was strong, but she was sure he was no match for her.

"Okay. If it's necessary, I have no other choice. Agnes, get ready, I'll show you the power of serenity!" Luar smiled as his aura rose.

Agnes remained silent. She stood up in a fighting stance, her look menacing. She was ready to win at all costs and prove that she was stronger.