Life? Death? what's the difference? Many consider these two elements as opposites and the bane for the other but in reality, they are just different sides of the same coin. Derik always dreamt about becoming a cool mage and when the time came, he was disappointed... But even with the status of an archer he still pushed forward until he stumbled upon his magic... A power he could call his own.... DEATH!
Shrouded in a globe of darkish purple flames, Derik shot through the forest as fast as he could. His body suddenly shuddered involuntarily in fear and his gaze quickly shifted to the golden light that chased after him. His lips trembled and his fiery darkish purple eyes quivered fiercely.
"Demos! What the hell is that? It is not human!" Derik cried out loud as he desperately tried to escape
"That is the infamous formal guardian spirit of the life, Samael!" Demos replied with
"Formal?... Infamous?... You have to explain better" Derik screamed