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 Road to the Shard (Part 1)
Wain and Kadridas reached the end of the bridge and found themselves in the square where there was a massive statue of the Dragon, in their fighting guise. The Dragon had a formidable yet wise look and even from its statue emanated a majestic aura.
"Who is this...?" Wain asked while examining every detail.
"It's not a big deal, it's just that one of the Elders that was more involved in building this bridge than the others. It's not bad, but... it's just a beautiful construction, nothing special." Kadridas shrugged in a careless manner.
"Huh, I thought you were supposed to respect the Elders, but it doesn't look like it." Wain grinned.
"Well, I only respect a few beings in the entire universe and most of them are already dead, that's pretty ironic, isn't it?" Kadridas uttered with a saddened look.
"Where are we going?" Wain asked.