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.
The Bloody Advent
"I didn't really want to do this, but I promised someone, so...I had no choice." Blind Sorcerer smirked.
"No!" Claus exclaimed.
Blind Sorcerer touched the ring, then it shattered into small shards, and space shuddered. Many cracks appeared in the air as if the world was ready to collapse at any moment.
The dark night sky turned blood red, and so did the moon. A spear sign with two torn wings appeared on the moon.
"Bastard! Are you associated with the Blood Legion?" Claus said angrily.
"Yes... You could say that, but I'm not their ally."
"Hmm?" Claus frowned.
"The problem is that they didn't come here to save me. They came here to kill me, obviously, anything that gets in their way, they will destroy, and of course, you and your academy themselves will try to stop them without realizing it. Isn't that a beautiful triangle?" Blind Sorcerer smiled.