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 5)
The dark shark headed toward the bone monster as it opened its jaw wide. The monster stared at the shark as though it were a harmless fish as it lashed out at the shark with its massive claws. However, the shark just bit off the monster's arm with a large chunk of space.
The monster was shocked for a moment and during that time the shark bit off one of the monster's hind paws.
Tremble. Tremble. Tremble.
The monster lost its balance as it fell to the ground with a loud rumble and a massive cloud of dust that rose up.
"Well, it's in the way, isn't it?" Wain muttered with a slight smile on his face before swinging his arm.
At his will, the shark took a deep breath as all the dust headed toward it and disappeared into the massive mouth.
"Huh, that turned out to be easier than I thought." Wain grinned as he snapped his fingers.