Nameless King

Amidst the dark clouds, thunderclaps could be heard, and blue flashes of lightning could be seen. But it was nothing compared to the catastrophe that had befallen people. Humanity was consumed by despair. Very soon, they would face imminent doom.

"Eh. Today it will destroy the last part of this world." Mumbled a tall man with thick black hair and green eyes like emeralds.

He stared at the dark fog in the distance with a calm face. It was Wain Norheim. He was the best assassin in the world and the only man without a soul.

Click.

Wain opened the engraved lighter and brought the crimson flame to his last cigarette.

After a second, he blew out a puff of smoke and quietly muttered, "This will be the last time before I die."

Then certain information appeared on the retina of his eye.

[Wain Norheim

Level: 0

Race: Human

Soul: None

Title: None

Strength: 7 / Agility: 9 / Vitality: 6 / Stamina: 8 / Energy: ?]

"Looks like I'll never get a soul even before I die..."

He stood on the roof of a high-rise building, his black coat billowing in the wind. Wain turned his gaze to the massive generator in the city's center.

The strongest of those fortunate enough to be here and not be consumed by the fog were not going to accept their fate.

'This fog destroyed the entire world in minutes. Some hastily created generator can't stop such a disaster.'

Everyone was afraid of death. Wain had no fear, but he felt a strange admiration for the unshakable power that could destroy an entire world so quickly.

When the world changed, Wain was the only one without a soul. From someone who could decide the fate of entire countries, he became a mere recluse.

This dark fog would destroy the last part of the world and all of Wain's frustration about the fate of this life.

Wain discarded his smoked cigarette and went down to the first floor. He decided to head for that fog himself. He wanted to see up close a power beyond any fantasy.

As Wain strolled toward the fog, the thunder suddenly increased. It was unnatural, even for a mighty storm.

Tremble. Tremble. Tremble.

The whole ground shook. Wain turned around and saw hundreds of lightning striking the generator. The structure began to overload, and dozens of people tried to fix it, but it was too late.

The generator exploded and destroyed the central part of the city and many people instantly. But, that was only part of the explosion. The main energy turned into a beam that headed towards the fog.

Then Wain saw a blue portal form where the beam hit. The dark fog parted to the side, and another world was visible behind it. He immediately ran there, Wain guessed what was happening, but he couldn't believe it.

The dozens of survivors of the generator explosion also headed toward the portal. It was their last hope.

As Wain approached the scene, he saw a strange scene. A multitude of people in leather armor emerged from the portal. They were armed with swords and axes.

"Judging by their displeased and puzzled faces, they don't understand what's going on either, but they're inhabitants of another world. Moreover, some of them have fire axes or ice swords. It seems that even other worlds have received souls."

Suddenly one of the warriors attacked a mere man and chopped him in two without emotion, with a cold face.

Then Wain grinned, "It's been a long time since I last shed blood.

Then an engraved knife forged from the meteorite was in Wain's hands.

"I don't know how skilled these warriors are, but the difference between us is like earth and heaven." Wain pronounced and sprinted toward the warriors.

They spared no one, their swords already sprinkled with blood, but they did not know that the reaper of this world already had his blade to their throats.

Wain turned into a deadly whirlwind and masterfully decapitated three warriors in a matter of seconds. Only a few men beside him fought, but they could do nothing against the other world's inhabitants.

Of all those who survived, Wain was the strongest, as before.

His knife was instantly drenched with blood, and the number of men he killed increased by the second. One of the warriors shouted something pointing his lightning sword at Wain, but Wain's knife stabbed into his head a second later.

They were not prepared to face such a dangerous and skilled opponent. Wain could easily twist someone's neck and then turn around and stab them through the heart.

After a while, no one was left on the battlefield but Wain. The warriors killed all the men, and Wain killed them. In just a few minutes, he had killed over twenty people.

"Which one?"

Wain turned toward the portal, but what he saw dumbfounded him. The portal closed before Wain's eyes, and the dark mist began to destroy the world with increased speed.

Wain thought this was the end, and he would be the last to be taken by this mist to the world of the dead. But, suddenly, the space in front of him began to distort.

After a few seconds, Wain saw a soul. It was so dark that the abyss was a bright day compared to it.

At that moment, several messages appeared on Wain's retina.

[You have received your Main Soul]

[Your Soul Altar is activated]

[Soul of Nameless King

Rating: Legendary]

While Wain was trying to figure out what was happening, a dark soul flew into his body.

[To become a Nameless King, no one must know your name. However, for a man of that status, it is impossible. But, there is another way to obtain such a title. Everyone who knew of your greatness and your identity must be dead. 

You must remain the last person in this world, and so you became a Nameless King. Last and forgotten. Millions of lives must be burned so that you do not lose but increase your greatness and confirm your status.

You are the Nameless King, a being for whom even the course of fate does not matter. You will always remain great, even if the world is destroyed. Your path is unshakable]

Crackle.

Suddenly several dark as abyss bone arms emerged from beneath the ground. They slid into the mist and slowly opened a passage into another dimension. The passage seemed to have no end. All Wain could see was an emptiness.

"Hahaha, this is crazy, but I like it! The whole world had to die for me to get a soul, unbelievable!" Smirking, Wain said and headed down the aisle.

That's when some strange messages appeared before his eyes. He had never heard of anything like this before.

[Error!]

[Error!]

[Error!]

[Error!]

[Erro...]

Wain was puzzled, but that couldn't make him stop. He stepped forward steadily until he eventually saw land in the distance.

By then, the strange messages had stopped appearing. Wain emerged from the tunnel and found himself in an unusual terrain.

Outwardly it looked like an ashy desert. It was a vast area with several dried up, black, creepy trees.

Wain took a handful of ashes in his hands and saw many small bones and remains of other creatures among this' sand. Countless lives have been cut short in this place.

Tremble. Tremble. Tremble.

Suddenly Wain felt an indescribable pressure. He had never felt anything like it. It was as if a mountain had come crashing down on him.

A second later, he saw a creature in the sky. It landed in front of Wain, and the pressure increased several times.

It was a giant creature that looked like a wolf, forty meters tall. It had sharp fangs and claws, and its gaze could topple anyone into hell. 

This wolf also had two large, demonic wings. He could create a tornado or cause a storm at sea with one simple sweep.

This wolf was not the ruler of these lands. He was the guardian of this world. He was supposed to protect this world from anyone who tried to invade it.

The wolf's aura was terrifying, but Wain did not flinch. He was surprised but not afraid. Wain was great, but not because of the soul he received. On the contrary, because Wain was unwavering, he became the one who received the Nameless King's soul.

Rooooaaaaaaaaaar!

The wolf roared furiously. Its roar was like a bugle that marked the beginning of the apocalypse. Dozens of trees were ripped out of the ground with their roots, and stone blocks were wiped to dust.

At that moment, another message appeared on Wain's retina.

[Received Skill - Destruction Sword]

"I was beginning to think I wouldn't get my Soul skill. Well, let's see what it can do." Wain muttered, and suddenly his aura increased several times.

A long, black, platinum-engraved sword appeared in the sky next to Wain. It was two meters long. A dark, eerie, ancient aura emanated from the sword.

At Wain's command, the sword struck the guardian of this world like dark lightning. But, the sword could not cut through the wolf's skin. There was no way the skill he had just gained could do any damage to the creature that had guarded this world for thousands of years.

Wain tried to attack again, but the wolf struck the ground with its paw, creating a shockwave. That caused the dark sword to fly away and plunge into the ground next to Wain.

The wolf headed toward Wain the next moment, each step shaking the ground and leaving a deep mark on it.

"How am I supposed to kill it?" Wain muttered.

Even in this situation, he felt no fear. Unlike this wolf, he was not the keeper of his world. He was its judge.

Wain loved to enjoy the battles, but now he had to do the impossible.

A white particle flew out before the tunnel that Wain came out of should have closed. 

It was the remaining essence of the Wain's world. It headed for the sole surviving occupant. Then the Wain's world was utterly destroyed. The fog completely engulfed the world and the tunnel closed.

That white particle flew into the sword next to Wain then an unimaginable aura began to emanate from the weapon. 

It was all the power of the rest of the world that would disappear in a few moments. The dark energy swept all around, and the sword grew sharply in size.

Wain swung his arm, and the sword instantly collapsed on the wolf like a meteorite. This attack was the last manifestation of Wain's world power. When this attack was over, the last bit of his world would disappear from this reality.

The wolf felt the fear of the weapon approaching him for the first and last time. The Destruction Sword sliced the guardian of this world's body in two in the blink of an eye.

This attack created a devastating wave that spread hundreds of kilometers away. The oceans went wild, and the ash was scattered hundreds of meters around.

Wain watched this scene and felt his blood boil. He didn't know it, but the murder of the guardian had caused this world to change. This reality could not withstand such a change without consequences.

A wave of chaotic events engulfed this world after the appearance of someone stronger than fate.