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 Center of the Forgotten Forest
Wain and the others landed near one of the Great Tree's roots. Immediately several Spirits with pink wings headed toward them. They were quite powerful Spirits and could bring them many treasures and difficult challenges.
"Great. Now that's what I call the core of the Forgotten Forest!" Ern exclaimed, "We just got here, but we've already encountered more powerful spirits than before.
The spirits surrounded them, but nothing was happening yet. It was as if they were waiting for something.
Whoooooosh.
Several Spirits with red wings flew up to them. Everyone was shocked as they had only encountered one such Spirit before, in the temple, but here such Spirits were just flying around.
"It's been a long time since anyone has been here... What's more, only one of them is Elf, that's unexpected." One of the Spirits said.
"Anyway, it's not a big deal. You managed to get here, so you are worthy to pass our test." The other Spirit muttered.