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.
Wolves
"I don't know! No one but me has been in there for a long time! Explain what happened." The old man cringed in pain, but did not resent it. He understood that the lives of his men depended on his decisions.
The Hunter stared at the old man and withdrew his leg.
"Damn, then what happened there! Why did the energy stops flowing from the root? Old man, if we don't solve this problem, my boss will kill you and me."
"I...I...don't know..."
'Root?' Wain hesitated.
"Osvald, he's talking about the root through which the Queen received the energy of Soul Pearl, right?"
"Yes, you're right. Now I understand why they still haven't absorbed the pearls. Somehow they've learned to get energy through the roots, and the more of them, the more energy."
"So they give Soul Pearls to grow and monsters to develop. The stronger the creature, the more energy the pearls get from this union, which means Pearl Hunters get a lot of power."
"Exactly."