Nameless King

"What's going on...?!" Aurora exclaimed in disbelief as a shiver ran through her body. Everyone who watched the battle felt the same way, except for a few people.

Tremble. Tremble. Tremble.

Suddenly an indescribable amount of dark energy began to emanate from Wain's body. There were only ten seconds left before his soul should have burned out completely, but now his soul seemed to start growing.

"It can't be..." Gael uttered with wide eyes. No matter how strong he was, no one could have guessed that this would actually happen.

The change wasn't just happening to Wain, in his Soul Altar after a long time, the dark gate trembled for the first time as well as the thick chains holding it back.

With each passing moment, Wain's energy increased in what looked like a whirlwind capable of destroying anything, savage and violent, but Wain's eyes were calm as if it meant nothing.

His gaze grew deeper as if of a man who had been through thousands of battles and lived through several hundred years while the world around him gradually regained its speed.

'Well, well, what a strange feeling... I have two people's memories in my head at the same time, but at the same time, I have always remained myself... Gladius, you are going through the same thing, right?' Wain inwardly asked as his cold gaze fell on the dark sword in his hand.

'Yeah... It feels like I was asleep for a very long time, but at the same time, someone was controlling my body, though, in the end, it was still me... I don't know how to describe it, but what I am definitely sure of is that my power is the same as before!' Gladius exclaimed as the empty runes on his blade shone brightly with violet light.

No energy came from Gladius as his blade just shuddered, sending ripples through the air.

'Fine... I haven't felt this strong in a long time, though I am far from my former level...' Wain said to himself as his consciousness shifted to his soul which was slowly growing, 'Though perhaps feeling weak was a good lesson. That's my soul in the Fourth Chronicle, hah, it was so small when I was first born the second time... Well, it's time for things to fall into place.'

Wain mentally reached forward as he touched the chains on the gate with the tip of his finger, then the chains stopped shaking and many small cracks appeared on them.

'He did a good job... This spell might actually claim to be the greatest ever created...' Wain uttered looking at the Abyss Artist standing off to the side. He as well as the other forms watched Wain's actions with a slight smile on his face as if he had met his friend after a long separation.

'Go ahead, show them that the King is back.' Abyss Artist said with a devious smile on his face.

Wain nodded slightly as the chains shattered into many shards, falling beside him and slowly disappearing into the void. At the same time, a massive seal appeared on the gate that was identical to the magic circle the Abyss Artist used to save the Nameless King.

'Well, I think some of them already figured that out, but first I must finally get what I have been deprived of for so long.' Wain said calmly as the seal glowed brightly. It burned with a purple flame, allowing the gate to finally open.

Behind the gate floated a simple black crown on which burned a faint dark flame. It was some of that power Wain had used when he entered the new world to deal with its energy.

'After all this time I can finally use it again. Now, I even feel sorry for Virion, he stole an artifact from one of the rulers of Arkan World trying to take the power of the heir of the Nameless King, fate is definitely not on his side, for no heir ever existed.' Wain wondered before reaching out in a majestic way.

Whoooooooooosh.

The crown headed toward him, slowly settling on his head. At the same time, his aura grew several times as streams of darkness burst from his body.

'I used to wear armor, I was quite old-fashioned, but today is the right day to change my image slightly.' Wain whispered as his consciousness returned to the real world.

Virion looked at him with a frightened look while dense chains of fear enveloped his rapidly beating heart.

"No way... Is this real...?" Virion muttered in disbelief as his gaze met Wain's own.

"Yes, what you see is quite real. Poor boy, you tried to take the power from the heir, but you actually faced the Nameless King himself." Wain said majestically as a dark crown appeared on his head and a huge amount of dark energy came out.

[Error!]

[Error!]

[Error!]

[Advancement to the Fifth Chronicle is impossible without fulfilling the conditions! The energy must be restored to its previous level!]

A powerful pressure came down on Wain that could have easily crushed him into the ground, but that was before as now Wain just stood still with a careless look.

'Hm? Conditions? Since when does anyone have the right to restrict me?' Wain clenched his palm into a fist as if trying to break something invisible.

Tremble. Tremble. Tremble.

Space trembled as a faint white glow appeared in front of Wain that after a moment it covered the entire world before disappearing. Everyone in the universe felt a strange shudder as if after a long time someone important had returned to the world, someone who once again marked the beginning of a new era.

"'Fate, you will never be able to restrain me again, and I will definitely reach my final goal." Wain said as his coat was covered in a strong dark flame and it was as if a long cape with a powerful aura appeared behind him.

[Err...! E#@? #!]

The messages completely broke as Wain regained some of his true power instantly reaching the Absolute Stage and activating his form.

[You got your Form - King of Darkness!]