Expulsion of the world

"AHAHAHAHA, this is incredible! This wolf was no ordinary monster. He was clearly from the big leagues." Wain exclaimed.

The scene of killing the Guardian of this world made his blood boil. At that moment, he felt the ecstasy of killing that he had already forgotten.

Bam.

The two halves of the Guardian of the world's body fell to the ashy ground, and crimson blood flooded everything within a dozen meters radius.

Wain strolled toward the wolf. He wasn't interested in the wolf's flesh or its scattered organs. Wain wanted what he'd been robbed of. He was going to take the creature's Soul for himself. Everyone in this world was a soul eater.

"At last, I can do it." Wain said, looking at the hovering gray Soul.

It emanated an ancient aura and a terrifying pressure. It was the Soul of a being who had watched this world for millions of years. But, now the Guardian had been killed by the one from whom it was supposed to protect this world.

Wain touched the gray Soul, and it moved into its vault.

Wain wanted to know more about his trophy, and the next moment he saw an interface in front of him with a gray soul inside.

[Soul of the Guardian of Peace, Great Wolf Farkas

Chronicle: Primary(???)

Rating: Legendary]

"Eh, it's a pity that when a creature dies, the Chronicle of its Soul is limited to the power of its new owner. Otherwise, though, someone could kill one powerful creature and become a god right away."

He wanted to move the Soul of the Keeper of the World into his Soul Altar and gain the appropriate bonuses and ability. But, the moment he tried to do so, Wain again saw many strange messages in front of him.

[Error!]

[Error!]

[Error!]

[The World is against your presence, this world is trying to banish you]

[You are a mistake. You should not exist. The threads of creation are trying to destroy you]

Then Wain felt a pressure come over him, the power of which could not be described in words. This world and creation itself were trying to destroy him. 

The Guardian failed in his task, so the world decided to banish Wain. The Guardian's Soul that Wain had just received was destroyed, and his body slowly began to deteriorate.

'What the hell!' thought Wain, feeling his bones cracking. He didn't even have the strength to utter a word.

'Bastards! I just got a taste of new life and a thirst for blood as you try to take it away from me! I'll kill you! Destroy! I'll tear you to pieces!' Wain growled to himself.

[Your emotions, desires, and behavior are consistent with your status. You are the Nameless King, which means that your path is unshakable]

[The special effect of your main Soul, Nameless King, has been activated]

The next moment, a colossal amount of dark energy began to emanate from Wain's body. This darkness slowly spread around.

Wain felt the pressure on him ease, but it was more like confusion than truth. The forces of this world and creation were not going to let Wain out of their grip. It was as if an invisible hand had grabbed him and pinned him to the ground.

The darkness stopped spreading from his body, and Wain saw another message.

[The special effect of your main Soul, Nameless King, was suppressed.]

Wain's rage began to increase exponentially. With every second, he wanted to get rid of this pressure more and more.

Suddenly new streams of darkness gushed from Wain's body, and more messages appeared in front of him.

[Error!]

[The special effect of your main Soul, Nameless King, brought down the power of the world with its own pressure]

[Error!]

[To preserve the integrity of space and time, your essence and the essence of this world will resolve their conflict using the potential of your souls]

Suddenly the pressure increased, and the amount of darkness increased several times. The darkness turned into a huge pillar that reached the heavens in the blink of an eye.

That's when Wain's consciousness was transported to a different space.

...

When Wain killed the Guardian, strange changes began to occur worldwide. People felt the ground shake. None of the people living in the world knew what had happened.

But when they saw a pillar of darkness pierce the heavens a few minutes later, they all realized that the day of judgment for all humanity had come, in other words, the apocalypse. Darkness engulfed everything and turned the clear sky black.

All witnessed the beginning of a new era of humanity. An era of blood, brutality, betrayals and alliances, crumbling hopes and blessings, weakness and immense power.

It would not be wrong for anyone to say that with his first murder in this world, Wain marked the beginning of a new era.

...

When Wain's consciousness shifted, he found himself in the midst of a vast expanse. Behind him was a blurry, dark silhouette somewhat resembling a human. It was enormous, over a hundred meters in height.

Opposite him, Wain saw shapeless energy of mostly white color. Wain's opponent was the world, and it was the personification of that world.

Their battle was about to begin in a second, but Wain didn't know what to do until he saw another message.

[Due to circumstances and your power, one of the Nameless King's Forms is forcibly activated]

Immediately after this message, much dark energy headed towards Wain's body. It gradually turned into special equipment that significantly strengthened Wain. That was the effect of this form. Moreover, Wain's body also changed slightly.

Wain was now wearing black, lightweight armor. It looked elegant and terrifying at the same time. This armor was similar to the armor of the King of Darkness but with certain differences. 

Darkness emanated from every piece of the armor, spreading slowly in a plume around it. Wain could create a wave of darkness more like a real tsunami with a simple flick of his hand. On his head was a black tiara with eerie, sparse prongs.

Wain's hair was much longer, reaching his waist, and his eyes had changed their color from green to black. They were as deep as the abyss.

The last part of his transformation was his weapon.

'If I am going to fight the very essence of the world, I need the right weapon.'

The next moment a swirl of darkness formed in front of Wain and gradually turned into a long sword. This sword had no handguard, its hilt was wrapped in black bandages, and its blade was perfectly straight.

Wain grinned and gripped the sword tightly.

Now he was as ready for battle as the essence of the world. Unlike Wain, the essence of the world had no form. Behind Wain was a dark silhouette representing the Soul of Nameless King. On some side, the world essence was outnumbered.

The outcome of their battle would not be decided by force in the usual sense of the word. In this battle, the one whose desires prove superior to others would win. 

In such a battle, even a mere human has a chance to win if he has enough strength. The one whose spirit was stronger would win. Of course, trying to defeat the world was sheer madness.

The white energy representing the essence of the world shone brightly. It was ready to attack. A second later, thousands of spheres were created from the energy, which simultaneously shot a beam toward Wain.

"Fine, let's settle this in one fell swoop. You're against my being here, but it doesn't matter to me. I'll stay here by force, and you can't stop me." Wain spoke coldly and prepared to counterattack. There was no fear in his voice, only a boundless desire to win.

His sword was covered in the darkness that looked like dark flames.

Wain was calm and collected despite the beams of energy coming toward him. One attack had to contain all his feelings and desires. That attack was himself.

Wain raised the sword above his head and unemotionally brought it down. Wain didn't need to be a skilled swordsman or repel each beam by slicing them with his sword. None of this could express his feelings and desires. It was skill, but it was not enough to win the battle against the world.

A simple swing was all his power.

When Wain brought down his sword, even this space shook. The next moment, waves of pillar-like darkness descended upon the white rays, engulfing them completely. It looked as if the darkness was infinite.

The essence of the world couldn't handle it and began to retreat gradually. At that moment, Wain felt better than ever.

He had defeated powerful opponents many times, but this fight was very different.

Wain gripped his sword tightly in his hand and muttered quietly, "So this is what power souls can provide, and all this time, I've been deprived of that enjoyment. It's time to make up for the lost time."

He swung his sword, and the darkness engulfed the entire space.

The battle between the two entities was over, and Wain had been given the right to be in this world by force.

After a few seconds, Wain's consciousness returned to his body. Everything was as before. His body was perfectly fine. But, the Soul of the Guardian of this world was irrevocably destroyed.

"Damn, because the world wanted to destroy me, I couldn't get such a powerful soul. It's actually disappointing."

After calming down and coming to his senses, Wain looked around. He wondered where he should go and where he even found himself. The ashy desert with creepy trees and bones sticking out of the ground didn't look like a lively place.

Wain decided to learn more about his soul skill, the Destruction Sword, but something else caught his attention. To his surprise, he saw another skill listed.

[Nameless King's Forms (Primary Chronicle Active Skill, Legendary Rating) <Blocked >]

[This skill carries incredible power. To use it, you must possess the power of the living and the dead. To unlock this skill, the following conditions must be met -

[You must obtain the Flame of the Dead]