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.
Suppressing the Ashes
Each ghost Ereg summoned had a specific function. They all gave him some sort of combat advantage or ability. Obviously, the stronger the ghost was the more complex it was as well as varied.
Purple one's main ability was to transform into armor that gave Ereg the ability to easily survive an attack from hundreds of ash swords. However, that was only part of the armor's capabilities, as it also raised all of Ereg's parameters even higher.
Whoooooooooooooosh.
In a heartbeat, Ereg crossed dozens of meters, finding himself right in front of Gael, with streams of white ash floating around him. Before, the white ash had slowly but surely healed Gael's wounds, however, now it had switched to another function - defense.
Gael's pupils narrowed as Ereg's massive fist appeared in front of him, coming at him with abnormal speed. It was unlikely that anyone who wasn't at the same power level as them could even see this attack.