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!
In the process of utilizing his necromancer path ability, legion. Derik's looks had changed entirely and his aura had vanished completely, replaced with shrill screams and cries of the dead.
The black hairs on his head turned white almost in an instant, standing up all at once, thereby giving him a special spiky shape, coupled with his blood-red eyes which gave him a vicious look. His skin color turned pale and numerous strange green symbols could be seen all over his body, from it tiny green flames the which took the form of skulls escaped from the gaps, dancing around his body while letting out a cold ear-piercing cry. Further away from the main body was a green mist that surrounded Derik, making it difficult for them to see his main body. This green mist released numerous skull-like creatures that let out various cries and pleas while circling around Derik's body.