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!
With this Derik finally understood why even the nonchalant, independent cosmic spirits would bother to join hands with the creator against the other gods. The less people that had access to this god vein the more they can benefit from it, Derik finally understood why the cosmic spirit frantically tried to snatch Kalos soul from Derik after the mage died, he easily guessed that with the mid-grade of the gold realm cultivation, Kalos had accumulated a lot of power so the cosmic spirit was reluctant to obliterate his soul through the soul imprint at the time, giving Demos and Derik the chance to snatch the soul away and corrode it with their death aura to empower themselves.
"Life won't be as easy as it uses to be…" Derik sighed ruefully as he considered a few things.