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.
"Shit! Why won't they listen to me?!" Wain exclaimed with an angry look while looking at the ghosts that continued to devour souls.
'You shouldn't do that.' Suddenly the voice of a Blind Sorcerer rang out.
Tremble.
Wain's heart clenched again as blood flowed from the corners of his mouth.
"What the hell are you talking about?! My body can't take that kind of pressure! I'm not going to die because I absorbed too much energy!" Wain exclaimed as he clenched his teeth.
'You can hardly stop them, since they're the personification of your a Beyond, so you're just wasting precious time now.' Blind Sorcerer said in a calm voice, but with a deadly serious look, 'Instead of trying to stop the river, it's easier to go against the current.'
'Hmm? I think you're confused about something. It's usually said to swim with the current, not try to resist it.' Wain uttered with a confused look.