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 2)
Dragon World was a huge space, the size of an entire continent, where there were various locations both hot deserts and snowy mountains, so even the Dragons could not keep track of everything that happened there, they just did not care, because their faith in their power was absolute.
Crackle.
As Wain summoned Gladius, purple flames lit up somewhere as the skeleton of the huge creature began to be covered in a thin layer of darkness.
...
Whoooooosh.
A powerful bolt of lightning struck the tree where Wain stood, and the tree split in two, with a bright red trail of flame inside.
"Did you hit it?" The lizard asked with a serious look.
"No. He jumped off the branch, at the very last moment." The wolf said in a slow voice.
"You are damn right!" Wain exclaimed as he appeared behind the wolf.