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 Temple
"Great. That's what we need." Blind Sorcerer muttered with a sly look, "Though it was dangerous, he could endure it. After all, his soul is the strongest thing that ever existed."
"Well, that was pretty risky, wasn't it?" Black Sun Aristocrat said while holding his chin.
"Yes... He could have died... You three are real madmen." Cursed Swordsman muttered as he glanced at Blind Sorcerer, Light Racer, and Code of Light and Darkness.
"Hey, don't look at us like that." Light Racer shook his hand in a careless manner, "You agreed to help us, so now you're an accessory. Anyway, that went well."
"I agree." Knight of the Bloody Rose muttered with a serious look, "I wouldn't want to wait three months. That's too long."
"Alright. Now the fun part is about to begin. How glad I am to see it again." Blind Sorcerer uttered with a sly smile on his face.
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Whooooooooooosh.