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!
Derek promptly separated from Lucien and left with Belize, without saying another word. He sat on the head of the ancient dragon, wondering how he would tackle the problem of faith power in such a short amount of time. He had been too focused on the problems of this world, as well as the enemies he had to face that he forgot to lay a strong foundation. If he had known earlier, he would have formed a cult or a religious group beforehand but right now he needs to gather enough faith power to become a demigod and he needs it fast.
"This will be a problem" Derik muttered as the thought of murdering the Libet royal family and taking over the empire crossed his mind but then he would be termed an oppressor and not someone worth praying to.