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.
Opinion
Dragons to all creatures in the world were something majestic, something that was on the top that others could not climb. However, for those who were on the Demigod Stage or higher, things became a little different, as now the Dragons had changed from being true gods to being merely worthy opponents.
The Dragons in turn refused to accept this reality since they believed that even among the Fifth Chronicle they had no equal, but it was not uncommon for Dragons to lose to someone from the Pillars or even simple monsters who could reach the Demigod Stage.
"Wain... It's them, right?" Nicole asked with a worried expression, gripping the hilt of her weapon tightly.
"Yeah." Wain nodded, "Those three that are trying to break through the barrier now are the Dragons. Don't worry, they may think they're the strongest, but they're not. There are no Elders among them, so it will be easy."