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 Winged Whirlwind
Undead and the girl stared at Wain. Unlike him, they hadn't fought one of the Four Kings and didn't have the Legendary Rating skill.
They could feel the ancient aura emanating from Wain'a, and the bone wings instilled terror and fear in them.
Legendary skills, items, and souls were special, not only because they surpassed others Ratings. The Legendary items had a piece of a creature's or a group's, maybe a city's or an entire country's history.
Wain was only at the beginning of his journey, and excluding Nameless King's Forms, it was his first Legendary skill. He could feel a piece of the Wyvern in him, his way, and even their last fight.
It somehow increased his strength and senses, but he did not yet fully understand how this power works.