Nameless King

Most people had ambitions, but some didn't have them for various reasons. Some had no desire to achieve something, some decided to give up after a series of failures, some were content with what they already had. But there was one more, very rare variant.

When a person had already achieved everything and stood on top of the world, their ambition could disappear because they no longer had the global goals they wanted to achieve.

'Huh, don't I have ambition because I was the strongest in my world?' Wain muttered to himself.

Since he was the only one who didn't get a soul, he always wanted to be able to gain abilities, superpowers and get stronger. He wanted to explore new things and learn dangerous and exciting things.

Wain's subconscious mind regarded it as some kind of hobby, entertainment, or desire. However, he didn't see any of this as his main goal, for the achievement of which he was willing to do anything.

He already considered himself the strongest, so when he came to the other world, he had no global goal other than to become stronger.

Moreover, up to that point, Wain had defeated every one of his opponents, and only the battle against Forgotten was tough and dangerous.

'So if I don't set some global goal for myself now and I don't have ambition, then I'll lose and maybe even die?' Thought Wain.

Luar paced slowly in his direction. His strength increased with each passing second. He had fully integrated into this space and regained 70% of his true strength. Wain would not survive even one hit from Luar in his current state.

Wain looked up and looked at the beautiful blue sky. At that moment, his brain was working at the limit of its ability, and a veritable tornado of various emotions was raging inside him.

'Maybe I'm right, and this world is run by someone? Then, shouldn't I become strong enough to destroy this creature and avenge my home world? Thought Wain and his hatred began to grow.

The hatred and anger gradually consumed him, but suddenly they dissolved as if they had never existed.

Wain shook his head and muttered to himself, 'No, hate is not what I am looking for. Moreover, even in my world, I never sought to become ruler of an entire planet. That was not my primary goal.'

Tremble. Tremble. Tremble.

Suddenly a powerful aura emanated from Wain, and Luar felt an incredible pressure come over him. Even when Wain was at the peak of his power, he wasn't capable of emitting such power.

Luar grew alert and sped up. He should have finished Wain off in that second.

Then Wain muttered, "I was pretty stupid. After all, there can be no more important and meaningful purpose than to remain myself."

Then a massive dark pillar flew out of Wain's body and instantly pierced the clouds. This beam was similar to what every person in this world saw before the apocalypse began.

Crackling.

The barrier of symbols created by the amulet shattered into millions of pieces and instantly disappeared, as did its effect.

[Your emotional state is consistent with your status. You are the Nameless King, and your path is unshakeable.]

Wain's words were rather banal, but that didn't mean they were devoid of meaning or depth. Although it was understood by everyone, many people stopped being themselves. They betrayed themselves by trying on the masks of others.

Wain despised such people. In his eyes, they were nothing more than garbage. In his opinion, everyone was special, and it sickened him to see people willingly give up their individuality.

Of course, not everyone was like that, but a great many were hypocrites who were always lying to themselves.

Like the beam emanating from Lea's body when she created her masterpiece, the dark beam was seen by everyone in Overion territory.

Bam.

At the same instant, Luar struck Wain from behind all his strength. This attack was powerful and devastating, but Wain's silhouette turned into a blur at the last moment, and he dodged the attack.

,m "Shit!" Luar shouted. He realized that he now had no advantage over Wain. Luar decided to activate one of his skills, and golden energy claws appeared around his arm.

But, he was not destined to attack. Wain transformed into blue lightning and struck his enemy with a crushing blow to the stomach with his fist.

Luar did not have time to react and immediately threw up a mouthful of blood. Wain's blow was many times more powerful than before, as he now outnumbered Luar in stats. In this case, Luar had no way to win.

"Oh you!" Luar said loudly and attacked sharply. The golden claws should have cut Wain apart, but suddenly the world before Luar's eyes tilted.

Crackle.

Wain struck a powerful kick to his opponent's knee, instantly breaking it.

Luar's face twisted in hellish pain, but that couldn't break his fighting spirit. He leaned on his other leg and swung his arm, aiming for Wain.

Wain grinned, and with a single step, he was behind Luar's back. Wain swung his arm, and a plasma sword appeared beside him, which he plunged into his enemy at lightning speed.

Luar was unable to dodge or defend himself from this attack. Wain far outmatched him in strength and speed. All he could do was squirm in pain and feel his life leave him.

"That was a decent fight. I'm grateful to you because I was able to remember what moved me all along, from the first second I was born." Wain muttered and sharply withdrew his sword from Luar's body.

Luar fell to the ground, and his blood slowly spread across the stone floor. The Ring of Damned glowed, and a pack of cigarettes appeared in Wain's hands.

He opened the engraved lighter and blew out a puff of smoke after looking at the defeated Luar.

"Even though I once reached the top of the world, I still have room to grow, at least my mind and depth of self-awareness. Perhaps, however, no one can fully know himself.

Human like Pandora's Box, something amazing and unique can always happen." Wain muttered, looking out at the scenery of Overion from the roof of the tallest skyscraper in the city.

Sigh.

Suddenly Wain saw that Luar was still breathing. Wain was surprised. He didn't think the man could survive such a severe wound. Moreover, Luar could even move. He leaned uneasily on the ground and rolled over to face the azure sky.

Wain did not act. He knew that these were Luar's last minutes of life. Moreover, Wain had developed some respect for the man for their fight.

Initially, Wain thought that Luar was lucky to have a strong soul and a helpful deputy who handled all administrative matters. However, during the battle, he realized that this was not the case.

No matter what happened during their battle, the fire in Luara's eyes never went out for a second. Moreover, he felt no malice or hatred toward Wain. He, like Wain, wanted to enjoy the battle and better himself in this short period.

This desire to get better and see new heights helped Luar become the head of the powerful organization in the northern part of Overion.

Nor did Wain consider Luar his sworn enemy. Their battle was a mere coincidence. Sooner or later, they were bound to meet and find out who was stronger.

"Damn...didn't think my life would end today..." With difficulty, Luar said, looking up at the blue sky.

"You have nothing to regret. You had a great fight before you died. For me, it was the best fight I've had in a while." Proclaimed Wain exhaling a puff of smoke.

"That's not true... I have a lot to regret... This world has just begun to change and grow. If I die now, I won't be able to see it all..." Luar muttered.

"What's your name...?" With difficulty, Luar asked.

"Wain Norheim."

"Luar Jacquinot..." Luar said briefly and let out his last breath.

Wain nodded and exhaled a puff of smoke. He realized that they probably wouldn't even have fought in any other situation, and Luar wouldn't have died. But Wain wasn't going to dwell on that. He didn't know Luar well enough to regret his death.

'Thanks to the fact that I met Mai and the other students who were on their way to Black Pearl's main base, I was able to deal with the main problem. So when Gisle gets here, he'll have no trouble subduing this area.' Wain thought.

He was aware that he was directly helping Gisle by his actions, but he didn't mind. Wain was acting of his own volition, and there was nothing wrong with their interests overlapping.

Moreover, Wain would have wanted to fight the head of such a powerful organization as Black Pearl anyway. It would be a good experience for him and another step forward.

Wain extinguished his cigarette and headed for the exit. He had no reason to stay in this place any longer. Gisle and his men would take care of the rest.

However, as Wain took only one step, suddenly Luar's eyes glowed brightly gold. It was as if his eyes had turned into two bright stars capable of illuminating anything.

A moment later, the massive silhouette of a golden lion appeared above Luar. It looked ancient and majestic. An incredible aura emanated from it.

Wain did not attack. He was stunned, for he somehow understood what was happening when he saw this lion.

At that moment, Luar's Beyond awoke.