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.
Parts of the Map
Bam.
Isabella stuck a needle into Wain's chest, gradually healing his internal wounds. He was in pain, but he effortlessly continued his conversation with Gisle.
"Why are you sure the rest of the map is on the west side of town?" Asked Wain.
"It's simple. I found a special compass. Its functionality is limited, but it's enough to find the remaining pieces. It's two and a half months until the massive island appears, which is actually quite short." Said Wain.
Gisle nodded, "I see. You find a way out of any situation, as always. The island will show up somewhere in the water, and we might have a big problem because of it."
Isabella treated Wain and listened intently to their conversation. She was unaware that an island was about to appear somewhere until this moment.
Sooner or later, though, Gisle would inform her. She was a doctor and had impressive healing abilities. Such a person was valuable.