“How did it become like this…” The bodies covered in the blood of enemies and allies mumbled aimlessly amidst the darkness and flames of the final battlefield.

“I just want to help this world.” The hand holding the halberd that had been forged with martial arts trembled with fear and guilt. Images of innocent people and screams still echoed in her head. Negative feelings flooded into her like demons that haunted her.

strict!

The halberd in her hand fell as her heart had already been shattered.

“Why, why, why, why!” Her screams echoed throughout the area, but no one heard them. No one can comfort her. Only you A pile of corpses and wounds from the fires of war that devour humanity.

End of the legend of the nameless king....

7 years before that

A young girl with hair as yellow as pure gold stood looking at the surrounding area on a mountaintop high in the sky, empty of anything. There are no national boundaries at all, just a large area of ​​land and water that surrounds this piece of land.

All of this arose from an event 6 months ago. The sound of the earth shaking was similar to the gears that caused Mutinkanok Nilprawan's life to change forever. After the sound ended, the space slowly moved towards each other as if it were alive. In the end, the world becomes just a lump of dirt.

As a result of the rapid movement of the earth's crust, rapid changes in the structure of nature occur, not just at the level of the body or nucleus. But deep down to the spiritual level, many living things have evolved by leaps and bounds. On the contrary, we humans have deteriorated even further. without morality

There are no things that hold goodness within the mind, but there are still some humans who can still maintain these things.

“Brother Mutin, what are you looking at?” A girl in a ninja outfit jumped up on the mountain top and asked. Her bright blue hair that had been dyed fluttered around until it looked like a dog's tail.

"I watched the sunrise. I used to watch it with my mother often in the past," Mutin replied, gently stroking the other's head. Her gentle demeanor was matched by the pain hidden in her eyes.

"Haha, from now on Ao will come watch with you every day." Ao said while smiling at the other party. Before noticing something, "P' Mutin!"

“It has arrived..” Mutin said as he stood up. Suddenly, a sword scabbard carved with exquisite Thai patterns emerged. She launched herself into the air and swung her sword out of the scabbard. The pointed-face blade easily sliced ​​through the enemy's body for a moment. A figure resembling The formless soul was also cut in half before dissolving.

“Fuuuu…” Mutin let out a slow breath. Along with jumping in the air

"P' Mutin is really talented." Ao, who had come downstairs to wait since I don't know when, complimented the other party.

“Don't be silly, you naughty girl,” Mutin said with a slight smile.

“Let's go now. We won't be in time for the appointment." She said as she walked away.

"fee!"

In addition to the changes in the world and the races in this world, there were four changes. The first is the appearance of angels and angels, not just the mythical angels of Buddhism or Christianity. But they are the gods of all religions.

The second is the Demon Race, a race that is like a demon that leads humans on various paths to decay. But if you think that the demon race will be the villain of this story, you are wrong. The two races that appeared have the duty of helping humans and other races. Everyone on earth is aware of only good and evil.

The real enemy is the ancient remnant. Some of the souls of the gods who created this world. Nameless King[ ]

Fourth, magic and various magic spells were brought back to be practiced and learned again. And finally, the Selected, those with enough power to eradicate the remnants of their ancestors would be born with a symbol to identify them. And the sacred treasure that contained power that ordinary humans could not reach was certain that both Mutin and Ao were the chosen ones as well.

“Muthin'ao! You guys are late.” A tall man in a white monk robe snorted as soon as the two of them arrived.

“Sorry, Simon,” the girl in the ninja outfit said in a half-teasing apology.

“I'm sorry, Simon,” Mutin apologized softly, causing the tall man to sigh in exhaustion.

“Ah, you who have such treasures [Servants of the Gods] You should take Mutin as an example. I heard that servants of the gods have to be polite, right?” said Simon, using his light blue eyes to peck at the other as if challenging.

“You want to play like this, right, Simon? I've been wanting to know for a long time, too. Which is stronger: Your [God's Law] or my treasure?” Ao, who was successfully encouraged, said as he spread out a wooden scroll. Simon also spread out a white Bible-like book.

“Stop nonsense, both of you.” The man in a completely black monk's robe used two books to strike them both in the middle of their heads at the same time.

“What are you doing, Sis? ”

“What are you doing to me, you idiot? ”

“Huh? You all look so brave and strong.” A sweet smile appeared on the face of the black robed priest who looked like a sheep like Simon, his pitch black eyes staring at the pair like victims. Create quite a bit of fear in those who see it.

"Everyone, I don't want to interrupt but..." Mutin, who had been silent for a long time, interrupted.

“We are past the time to board the ship to the old Mediterranean country.”

"scream! Why didn't Brother Mutin immediately warn you?" Ao cried out as he hurriedly stuffed his treasures into his bag.

"No, I still want to eat some snacks from that area."

“How did I tell you to stop being nonsense?” Sis said, looking at her twin brother's plight with a mixture of pity and pity.

“I'll only help this one time,” he said, annoyed. A silver light flashed from the ring on his left ring finger as the ring appeared beneath everyone's feet.

“Move,” Sis said, snapping her fingers loudly, and everyone's bodies moved to the dock for the trip to the old Mediterranean country.

“Phew! We were able to make it in time.” Ao gently gestured to wipe away his sweat.

“However, Sisni's [King Solomon's Spirit] has many uses. Both casting spells to translate languages You can warp here and there. It's such a wonderful substance,” Simon said softly, as he led the way onto the boat, followed by Ao and Sis. But when it was Mutin's turn, she was blocked in the way.

“I don't know if I can check the scabbard or not,” the ship's officer asked politely.

“Please.” Seeing that the owner had given permission, he used his probing ability to sheath the other party's sword.

“Sacred treasure, the recitation of the Five Precepts, na na, this is it!” he blurted out in shock.

“Sorry, Selected One.” He immediately bowed his head and apologized to the other party.

"Don't apologize. You didn't do anything wrong."

“Yes, yes, please come.” When the other party gave permission, Mutin walked onto the boat.

After a while, the passenger ship slowly left the port under the watchful eye of something far away. Little did they know that the gears of fate had begun to turn again. Okay, let's take a look. What kind of end will await this world?

“Selector....It's time to retire to the Blood Sea........The end.........is near.”

            The End

_____________________________________________________________This is a rushed work that can be called extremely burnt. But to be honest, I secretly like the plot that I have in my head as well. Let's just criticize. Please feel free to chop or tear any part of the story.//Bow down and bow down.