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!
Crack!
A bone-breaking sound echoed across the room and only then did Derik realize he just killed the bald priest without knowing. He felt a warm energy flow into his body and his power rise reasonably. Apparently, the priests possess more of the beyond blessings than the others. At a time like this, retaining his strength is necessary just in case he is to go against a large army or another reincarnated old or new god. The fact that he is still mortal troubled him greatly and he couldn't help but feel insecure.
"Humans are too fragile but they always act tough… Sad" Derik yawned.