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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

The Bird

"Honestly, I was worried that you might have died." Gisle said while sitting at the glass table across from Wain.

"Huh, how could you think such nonsense as that?" Wain grinned as he crossed his arms.

"Well, you've been missing for months and no one's seen or heard from you. You as though disappeared, but when Teresa came back from Dermin I realized how wrong I'd been." Gisle smiled, waved his hand, and a tea set appeared on the table.

"Tea...?" Zero muttered as she raised her eyebrows.

"Yeah. Lately, I've come to realize the beauty of this wonderful drink. There's nothing like a good hour for a friendly chat." Gisle uttered, took the teapot, and filled three cups to the brim.

The tea of hot red tea emitted steam that spread a strong fruity aroma around the room.

Wain, Zero, and Gisle each took a sip as they felt a strong but pleasant heat that traveled throughout their bodies.