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!
Derik couldn't help but ponder on the Rakuzen's words as he watched him leave. He couldn't help but imagine if Cyrus were by his side now, many things would have been easier. What would have happened if everyone from his childhood team were still with him, Kira, Daemon, Cyrus, Karl, and Donald. Back then they did amazing things even though there were only kids and lacked power. A smile appeared on his face as he refused to feel regret now! Things happen, people drift apart, and what determines a man's worth is if he can get his shit together and move forward.
He may have lost many friends on the way but he kept moving forward and that's all that matters.
At least that's what he believes!
BOOM!