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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.

Arlemit · Fantasia
Classificações insuficientes
1149 Chs

Running Light

"Wain, I'll take control of the plane." Elsa said, stepping into the cockpit.

"Of course." Wain muttered and took a pre-prepared whiskey from the shelf. He knew the flight would be several hours long, so he took one bottle from the stockroom.

Wain had never denied himself the pleasure of a good drink or smoke. Any doctor would have advised him to give up these were bad habits, but could doctors give any other advice?

"Decided to brighten up the flight?" Vineta asked. Just as Gisle had said, she went with Wain and Elsa to Overion. She sat by the window and pondered.

"Sure, you want to join us?" Wain asked, opening the bottle.

Vineta nodded slightly and slid the glass toward him. She worried that the appearance of the island was only the beginning. She was worried about what would happen in twenty-four hours, but she tried not to show it.

Crackle.