Nameless King

Step. Step. Step.

Wain walked slowly forward until he created a platform beneath him, bouncing off it with tremendous force. It only took him a few attacks to kill three monsters on the Absolute Stage, which was insane for the average Fifth Chronicle one, but for Wain, it was the norm.

'Not bad, I still need to get used to my increased strength and especially the Form, which I haven't used in over five hundred years. I'll have to find someone I can be unbounded with to properly prepare for the start of the Great War.' Wain said inwardly, bouncing off the platforms, and swiftly approaching the exit of Lands of the Gods.

Wain did not absorb the souls of the monsters he had killed, now he had no need for anyone's souls as he just needed his power back and he knew how to do it, so free souls attracted the weaker monsters.

They ran out of the trees, quickly grabbed the souls, and ran away to their shelters to start absorbing them. They were on the edge of the Fourth Chronicle, and in the general world they were formidable foes, but here, they were only approaching their true power.

Whoooooooooooooosh.

After a while, Wain reached the point where Lands of the Gods ended and stopped as there was a barely visible barrier in front of him.

'Hmm? Was it here before?" Wain tilted his head in confusion as his gaze went to his mind, 'Did you do this?

'No, I had nothing to do with it.' The Abyss Artist shook his head, 'I blocked Lands of the Gods so your rebirth would be safer, though you've ended up in deadly situations dozens of times anyway.'

'Well, that's the natural reaction of any strong space after a shock.' The Blind Sorcerer waved his hand in a careless way, 'It's no surprise. This barrier will gradually weaken until it completely disappears since it no longer makes any sense.'

Wain nodded, "I see, well, I'm too lazy to find a breach in the barrier, so I'll do it my way."

Wain clenched his palm in his fist, gathering a huge amount of energy into it. At first, it was a thin dark veil, then it turned into a massive dark flame that made space shake.

Whoooooooooosh.

Wain's eyes turned icy as he brought his fist down on the barrier. The barrier rippled, spreading for hundreds of meters, then multiple cracks appeared at the point of impact, and part of the barrier shattered into tiny shards like a mirror from a powerful blow.

The shards immediately rushed to the gap, trying to repair it, but it took some time to do so.

"Well, it's time to see your body." Wain said before stepping forward, stepping out of Lands of the Gods, "Guide me. Even though I know it's in Last Light, you probably made sure to hide it, didn't you?'

The Abyss Artist smirked and spoke slowly, 'Sure, could I have done otherwise? The body is our most precious treasure, without it we are practically nothing.'

Wain nodded slightly, took a deep breath and his aura intensified, "Then let's hurry."

Tremble. Tremble. Tremble.

Wain's aura intensified as suddenly two dark spheres appeared behind him. They trembled, quickly transforming into massive dark wings, each with a pattern of a creepy eye with a vertical pupil.

"Agh... I haven't done this in so long, it feels incredible to let my power come out." Wain sighed with pleasure before flapping his wings.

Whooooooooooosh.

He turned into a dark flash with a powerful thunderclap-like sound. Wain moved with indescribable speed, crossing several kilometers in seconds, and only someone on the God Stage would have known it was a person, the rest of the people just saw a dark ray heading somewhere.

"Look... Is that a shooting star?" A girl with red skin and two short horns exclaimed pointing to the sky while massive snowflakes fell on her shoulders.

"I guess... But why is it black? Are there any black stars?" The guy suggested with a confused look, rubbing the back of his head in an awkward manner.

"I don't know, but it's pretty cool either way!" The girl jumped up with an excited look.

Tremble. Tremble. Tremble.

Suddenly a dark flash crashed into something as some kind of barrier partially collapsed, letting out multicolored streams of energy that from afar looked like fireworks.

Wain was heading straight for Last Light, so on his way he flew over many cities, secret bases, and other various places that were protected by barriers. Surely, no barriers could stop it, so bright bursts of energy appeared in many places around the world until the dark flash reached its target.

'Well, well, every time I come here this place gets bigger and better. Gisle really knows his stuff.' Wain thought looking up at Last Light.

The people in Last Light unlike the other races couldn't live without the electricity and technology they were used to as they were more comfortable than replacing everything with magic, so at night the cities shone brightly with yellow lights.

'I'll have to talk to him for sure, but first...' Wain's gaze drifted to the hill that was a few kilometers from Overion. It was an unremarkable place except that one unusual beast lived there.

Wain headed for the hill, stopped at the entrance to the cave, and sighed, "Damn, now I feel stupid, how could I not have guessed?"

Step. Step. Step.

Best

Wain slowly stepped forward until he reached the massive black snake, the one that was supposed to protect Last Light from enemies during Wain's absence.

"Black snake... That's definitely your style." Wain muttered as suddenly the beast opened its predatory eyes that shone in the darkness like green ghostly lanterns.

"Agh... you're back..." The Snake whispered.

"Yeah, but, it wasn't just me. You were talking about having a master, so now I finally understand who it was." Wain said in a calm voice as the darkness from his wings turned into the silhouette that was the Abyss Artist.