Hearing the angel of Death use the words 'poor imitations' when addressing the 'almighty' magic spirits, he couldn't stop his jaws from dropping, leaving his mouth wide open
"How many guardian spirits are there?" Derik asked, while unconsciously moving closer to this man.
"Eight… The four major elements which the world is comprised of… The favorite element of the creator, lightening… and then there is nature, Life, and Death… Unlike magic spirits which can only guide their hosts, We guardian spirits can influence the thoughts and behaviors of our hosts… Have ever thought of why your friend, Cyrus…"
"Cyrus! Yea, but what does this have to do with him, he's only a light mage…" Derik quickly interrupted the man when he heard the man call out Cyrus name
"Light mage? I guess Michael has hidden the boy's power too well… he was never the type who sort attention anyway…" The man spoke out his thoughts "Anyway… that kid Cyrus possesses what we call Life magic… not Light magic… That's why he desperately tried to kill you the day you revealed your power to him… Apparently, both of us ain't friends… so his actions didn't come as a shock to me" The man laughed as he spoke.
Derik's eye widened for a brief moment when he realized that Cyrus possessed a guardian spirit as well. This explained why he has always been hostile towards him ever since he revealed his powers to the team. Wait, doesn't that mean that guy should be as strong as him?
"And my friend… Kira? He's really strong… so I have been wondering if he possesses a guardian spirit as well?" Derik asked
"That kid? Nope… it's all talent… that kid is the dream host of all guardian spirits… someone with such raw talent and skill is only born once every hundred years" the man exclaimed with dreamy eyes which gazed into the stars.
Seeing this Derik frowned slightly and turned away, even if Kira was his friend, he couldn't help it, he just felt jealous
"Now I'm dead, you might as well possess him…" Derik grumbled
Hearing this the man laughed and placed his hand on Derik's shoulder
"You're unique in your own way kid… Your reaction speed isn't something your wolf powers can give, it's all you…. As for taking that kid as my new host, even if I could, I'll still pick you over him. He has glaring flaws that all mages possess… You, on the other hand, this weakness is completely covered by your wolf side and months of training as an archer… You're the perfect host and that's why I won't let you go that easily…" The man said with a serious look on his face.
Hearing this, Derik's face turned red and he blushed uncontrollably. If the others found out that he blushed because of a compliment from Death, they will probably stone him to death!
Seeing Derik's reddened face, the man laughed out loud for a while and then his smile on his face vanished, replaced with a dead-serious expression which made Derik shudder involuntarily.
"If you stay in this plane of existence for too long… The creator will notice and you will have to face judgment from the creator… For now, all I can say to you is this… Something capable of wiping away everything that breathes on this planet…" He said
"What is this danger you speak of?" Derik asked
"I can't say…" The man shook his head in refusal " Even Death is bound by some laws… All I can say is this… Righteousness… Holiness… All those things are illusions… Good does not conquer all… To stop the calamity that is to come, you need to get stronger by all means… even if it means sacrificing an entire family... or a town… You must do it… Going about it the right way is nice but time-consuming… we don't have that time… Don't be fooled by the belief that the righteous will always prevail… This is reality… things don't work that way… History favors those who strike first!" The man said while staring deep into Derik's eyes
"I made a mistake, the same mistake I made with my previous hosts… I beat them into submission using fear… This I also tried to do with you but somehow, you overcame it… so I decided to do the next best thing… Make others fear you… To do that I stripped you of your conscience and emotions… Never again… You've what it takes to become to acquire the power needed to protect this world… Do not hesitate, do not waver… The power of death is in your hands… use it as you wish… From here on… I will take a supportive role and only step in when absolutely necessary… Also… the life of a mage doesn't suit you… I kinda preferred the old you…" The man said with a smile on his face.
While this man spoke, Derik noticed the ray of light which emerged from the clouds in the distance and slowly made its way towards them. Something inside him instinctively told this young man to flee as far as he could but seeing the calm expression on the face of his guardian spirit he decided to stay.
Seeing the ray of light slowly approaching, the man in black robes chuckled and turned his attention to the kid
"It's the creator… you have to leave now… I'll see you later… and Finally… Don't trust the other guardian spirits… they are against my methods but this is the only way… especially that nature guardian spirit who gave you that talisman…" The man said, laughing. He placed his right hand on Deriks forehead and the left on the hole on Derik's chest and started chanting something in a foreign language which Derik could not understand
"Francis?" Derik muttered. At that point, he remembered something which he should have asked
'Wait… how long do I have?... why do I have to be the one to save everyone?" he asked as he was soon shrouded in a dark mist which seemed to be pulling him away
"Who said it has to be you?... You're no chosen one boy… I just decided to pick you since you're my host… as for how much time you have left… Let's say, less than a decade… also… the Lockwoods will be meeting the creator soon if you don't give them a hand and I'm pretty sure the creator won't be thrilled to see them… Don't die again ok? I don't think I can hide you from the creator again" The man's voice was fading but thanks to Derik's enhanced physique, he could still hear him.
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His eyes yanked open and he quickly jumped off the floor, getting back on his feet, his bright purple eyes darted around the forest in search of the vampires who put him in this condition.
"They're gone" He muttered.
A few minutes later, Derik reached the stream which he jumped across while chasing after those vampires and he sighed. He was going to wash his face when he noticed the purple glowing eyes which startled him, but after thinking about it for a while he found it reasonable. Cyrus' golden eyes were probably bonded with his guardian spirit, also Francis possessed green eyes which probably represented the nature guardian spirit. Its only natural for his iris to turn purple after the little bonding time he had with the angel of death
YES! His guardian spirit is the angel of Death, Death itself! The one in charge of the underwor… WAIT! Doesn't that mean that his guardian spirit is the Devil?
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F**k!!!!
All this while he has been so excited that he failed to notice that his guardian spirit is the devil… Resolving to think about this later, he jumped past the small stream and dashed towards the Lockwood castle