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.
Nameless King
"What's going on...?!" Aurora exclaimed in disbelief as a shiver ran through her body. Everyone who watched the battle felt the same way, except for a few people.
Tremble. Tremble. Tremble.
Suddenly an indescribable amount of dark energy began to emanate from Wain's body. There were only ten seconds left before his soul should have burned out completely, but now his soul seemed to start growing.
"It can't be..." Gael uttered with wide eyes. No matter how strong he was, no one could have guessed that this would actually happen.
The change wasn't just happening to Wain, in his Soul Altar after a long time, the dark gate trembled for the first time as well as the thick chains holding it back.
With each passing moment, Wain's energy increased in what looked like a whirlwind capable of destroying anything, savage and violent, but Wain's eyes were calm as if it meant nothing.