Nameless King

There were many events in the Great War, the most important of which was the battle of the Nameless King against the two rulers of the Arkan World. However, that was the finale, before that some important changes were taking place among the Arkans.

“Sven… Do you realize how important and dangerous your mission is at the same time?” A man with long white hair, deep blue eyes, and a short beard said.

He wore a spacious blue mantle and a massive amulet around his neck. A most powerful aura emanated from the man, it seemed that he was the strongest being in the universe and anyone who went against him would surely lose.

Slowly Wain appeared here, like a ghost that no one could notice. At first, he was slightly puzzled, but when he saw the man standing in front of Sven, his eyes went wide and a shiver went throughout his body.

“No way… Is it really him… Fuck, that bastard almost got me killed!” Wain frowned as he clenched his fists as hard as he could.

Then he felt the real rage and contempt he felt for this man, absolutely sincerely. At that moment, hundreds of memories flashed through his mind, both of the Great War and of other events before it.

“Olax, the Heaven Destroyer! That bastard is actually here! I can see him!” Wain exclaimed angrily, releasing an enormous amount of his energy. For hundreds of years, he had not experienced what he was now experiencing at the sight of one of his greatest enemies.

Then, he completely forgot where he was, and without thinking of the consequences, he pounced on Olax with all his might, unleashing his fist on him. 𝑏𝑑𝘰𝑣𝘭.𝗇𝓔t

However, Wain’s fist went straight through Olax’s body as if nothing happened. Olax didn’t even pay attention to him, only then did Wain realize that he was only a spectator.

“Agh… Damn, I completely lost control of myself.” Wain muttered while shaking his head. He took a deep breath, calmed down, and flew to the side.

‘Well, it’s obvious there’s no way I can affect what’s going on, after all, it’s all Sven’s memories… or rather not just his…’ Wain said to himself as he looked at Sven as well as the two silhouettes standing behind him.

Besides Sven, in front of Olax were also Marlis and Osvald, it seemed that they had always acted together, in the same team. Five hundred years ago they looked much the same, but their clothing was completely different.

Osvald wore massive armor that not even a dragon’s claws could penetrate. Marlis wore light leather armor that didn’t restrict her movements at all.

Sven was wearing a spacious, white mantle that was similar to the one Olax wore. His mantle, as if showing that he was the only one approaching the level of one of the rulers of the Arkan World.

‘Hm… What’s going on here? Emotions aside, what are Sven and the others doing here?’ Wain inwardly muttered with a thoughtful expression.

‘Sure. A war is about to break out. I understand that the situation is very serious.’ Sven said calmly as he nodded his head slightly.

Unlike now, when Sven had a sly smirk on his face all the time, now he looked as cold as an ancient glacier. Marlis and Osvald had similar faces.

“Yeah, you’re right. Arox said we shouldn’t rush into this, but I thought I should tell you our plan right now to avoid any future contingencies.” Olax said calmly as his gaze passed over Sven, Marlis, and Osvald.

“Do you have an errand for us?” Marlis asked with a serious look.

Olax nodded, “Yes. It has to do with the supposed end of the war.”

Sven gave him a questioning glance.

“Obviously our final opponent will be the Nameless King. I’d be glad if someone would get rid of him along with me and Arox, but that’s just not possible.” Olax spoke calmly as if he’d already thought the whole thing through.

“Hah, I knew it.” Osvald smirked as a wide grin appeared on his face for a moment, “I’ve seen Nameless King fight several times. I’m sure he didn’t do it at full strength, but it was still terrifying. It takes special measures to deal with him.”

“Exactly.” Olax nodded, “I have my own plan for the worst-case scenario. I hope I don’t have to use it…” Olax’s face darkened, “Well, we’re off course, that’s not what I was talking about.

Whoooooooooooooosh.

Olax’s ring glowed brightly as the space beside it distorted as if the object he wanted to retrieve weighed as much as an entire planet.

Gradually, everything came back to normal, as a cube-shaped artifact appeared in Olax’s palm, with a levitating pyramid locked inside.

“Sven, this artifact I entrust to you personally, as well as a special mission, but it must involve each of you, all of you.” Olax said deadly seriously, handing the cube to Sven.

“What is it?” Sven asked, taking his time taking the artifact in his hands. He was a little tense, as he rarely encountered things he knew nothing about.

“Mine and Arox’s is a unique invention, although we didn’t create it from scratch. We were lucky enough to find some incredibly rare materials with the properties we wanted. We called this artifact, ‘The Last Seal.'” Olax explained.

He sighed and continued, “Me and Arox, we’re not so confident that we can completely kill the Nameless King. I’m sure he has trumps as well as opportunities to escape, so this is a special solution.”

“Hmm… Are you actually saying that this artifact can permanently seal Nameless King himself? I mean… His power really knows no bounds.” Sven asked with a confused expression.

“Yeah… That doesn’t seem possible to me either. As unusual as this artifact is, the Nameless King is no ordinary opponent. Only brute force will help against him!” Osvald said confidently, straining his massive muscles.

Marlis with particles of curiosity in her eyes was looking at the strange artifact when the pyramids inside began to spin.