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.
Flame
'Damn! Why did I listen to Wain? This is pure madness!' Osvald thought, running toward Irma.
He held back until last, but when the Hunter was about to stab Irma's neck, Osvald's patience came to an end.
'Why did I let this happen?
Osvald moved at tremendous speed, he walked more than ten meters in an instant and approached Irma and the Hunter. Osvald pointed his hand towards the clink, intending to stop it and save her, he didn't think it would go that far. Irma was practically dead.
'Hmm? What is it?
Osvald noticed the fiery particles hovering over Irma, and suddenly they glowed.
Whooooooooosh.
There was a fiery eruption that engulfed everything around it. Nothing was safe, the fire consumed the houses, the villagers, Osvald, Wain, and the Hunter.