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!
After leaving the Libet empire in the form of a black ball of smoke, Derik didn't stop for anything, neither did he check on anyone, he just kept flying towards his next stop.
The Fotia empire!
That was the first place he attacked when he arrived to this world newly. He had a lot of enemies there but his chance of surviving the incoming invasion also lies in the hands of a child who should be his sworn enemy!
With his flying speed, it took most of the day before Derik could reach the walls of the Fotia empire. Gazing at the formations, magic torrent and defensive serpent dragon statues Derik had to confess that the Creed strong hold, compared to this empire was like child's play! But he didn't seem bothered.
Turning into the same black gas, Derik surged towards the empire from above, passing through the defensive formations without triggering any one! It was more like, he did not exist and everything was treating him like he wasn't there.