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 faces filled with worry, King Jules and the entire noble family heads of the kingdom gathered at the sacred chambers dedicated to their new god. Images of the guard who dared to touch the steel doors of this room and was reduced to ash were still very fresh in their heads and at this moment, they didn't know what next to do.
Even though they knew disturbing Derik may mean death, they also knew that not doing anything meant death for them as well. They have put their entire faith in Derik and this is the time for him to prove to them that he is truly the god of death and destruction.
"Lucia…" Alfred called out slowly.