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.
Three in Fight
When Wain was halfway to the firebud, he was attacked by several warriors in this arena. One was a girl Elf, with long blond hair, blue eyes, and a wooden bow and quiver of arrows behind him.
The second was an Axalt man in a wide red robe and short black hair. A sign in the shape of a moon was on his chest, which spoke of his calm temperament and restrained nature.
"Huh, two on one?" Wain smirked.
"No, that's out of the question. Woman, don't get into a man's fight. You can watch if you want, but no more than that." Axalt said calmly.
"What? How dare you say that? Don't Axalts have equality between the two sexes?" The girl was outraged by such an attitude.
"That does not apply to the Elves. Our women are actually strong, and many of them are fine warriors for whom I have respect, but I cannot allow you to spoil this battle with your interference."