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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 · Fantasi
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1149 Chs

Containment of the Force

Wain and Gisle discussed various issues for a while. They touched on important topics, and now Wain better understood how things were going in Last Light.

The organization was growing, and the people were getting stronger. Every day the number of those who had awakened Soul Altar increased. They were on a path of strength.

Cities gradually filled with infrastructure. Among those who activated Soul Altars were several people with Craft Soul, together they were returning the cities to their former appearance.

Many people had already returned to their usual pace. They no longer had to worry about monsters, they could work and grow in their field of activity.

"All in all, it goes something like this." Gisle muttered, "Of course, the situation is still far from ideal, there are many problems, but compared to how it was in the first weeks, we have made a huge leap in development."

"I see... By the way, who's the strongest in Last Light right now?"