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 didn't know what to feel at this moment, he was slightly excited but still a bit confused about a few things. He finally understood why the other gods are frantically trying to get their creations into this planet, just like the orcs that made an appearance earlier, this could be considered the perfect time to increase the overall strength of their forces, if he were a god as well he was pretty sure he would have done the same.
"Is it possible for a being at the god realm to still be a slave to the soul imprint of its creator? Once they get to the level of their creator, they shouldn't be easily erased by their creator" Derik spoke thoughtfully.