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.
The Impasse
"Hey, who are those devils?" Cursed Swordsman pointed to a group of men in black.
"I don't know..." The Commander frowned, "Hell, it looks like they're bandits from a town nearby. One very pesky Baron runs that town. He's caused a lot of trouble for our village, but he's been especially active since the Moon Lotus appeared."
"I see. Your Elder is cunning, he wouldn't sell the Moon Lotus, but apparently, the Baron didn't like it. What shall we do?"
"I think we should wait a little longer. The Azure Mantises don't really care about us. We're only fighting for the Moon Lotus. If those wretched robbers want to steal the Moon Lotus from us, let them try to do so. The Azure Mantises won't let them do that." The Commander said confidently.
"Understood, but I'll move forward a bit in case the King shows up." Cursed Swordsman muttered as he disappeared.