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!
Upon hearing the Beyonds voice, a powerful storm began brewing as countless thunderbolts shot towards the new Gods but none of them count touch their skin.
The clouds gathered and took the shape of a feminine face with silver glowing eyes, looking down on the new gods with great anger visible in its eyes.
The Beyond's voice struck fear in the hearts of all those who heard it. Even the new gods couldn't stop the images of their deaths from appearing in their minds. They all remembered they were at their peak back then but they lost to this being. And no matter how much they tried to shake that thought off, it stuck to their memories like glue.
"ME? FEAR DEATH? IF YOU ARE SO CONFIDENT IN YOUR ABILITIES WHY DON'T YOU COME AND FACE ME, HERE AND NOW!" Derik growled viciously.
Roar!