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Cloaked in his black robes and his crooked hat on his head, the Dark Magician is a well known monster in the Spirit World.

His skills with dark magic are unrivaled and he is powerful enough to go toes to toes with the strongest foes.

It wasn't always like this however.

He didn't always have this pale blue skin and that dark blonde hair.

He was once a normal human with a fair colored skin and average purple-ish hair.

One day, he witnessed a magician cast a spell with a dark kind of energy.

Something had then clicked in the young's mind and he had begun training and studying the dark arts.

He read book after book, trained his mind and body to withstand the burden of the powerful but dangerous magic.

Over the years, as he kept immersing himself in the dark arts, the now man's body had changed. The skin, the hair and even the body had been altered by the energy of the dark magic.

However, his mind was still intact thankfully. Many were the stories where a fool tried to overstep and lost themself in madness and evil.

But the Dark Magician wanted to use his power to help and it didn't take long before his name became known all over the world as ' the ultimate magician in terms of attack and defense '.  

It was a lonely existence however, as the study and use of the dark energies slowed his aging process. By the time he was 90, he still looked not older than 20.

It would take several more years before someone joined him.

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The Dark Paladin. A being who combined the masterful skills of magic and blade wielding. 

For all purposes, he was one of the strongest creatures in the Spirit Realm. Only the fierce Dragons could have any chance against him. And that's how he actually came to be.

A powerful dragon was terrorizing one of the kingdoms and to fight it, the strongest had been called to aid the inhabitants but only two answered the call: the Dark Magician, master of black magic, and the Buster Blader, the strongest dragon slayer.

The fight raged on for hours without any side backing off. Villages and forests were destroyed. 

Blasts of black magic shook the ground, swings of the giant sword tore apart the earth, elemental breathes scorched the green.

The battle was fierce, the Dark Magician and the Buster Blader fought valiantly but they were exhausted. They needed to end this.

It's at this point that the magic wielder proposed a crazy solution to the warrior. His pride held him back for a few moments but his sense of duty prevaled and he agreed.

The Dark Magician then brandished his staff and cast a spell. Between them, a vortex appeared, a swirl of dark energy, sucking the two fighters inside it.

The mad dragon was surprised by this and, against his instincts, which were screaming to destroy the singularity or to run away, it waited. 

In a matter of seconds, the vortex vanished progressively, leaving in its place an unknown creature.

The clothes were similar to the Dark Magician's but looked as strong as the Buster Blader's armor and its color had become a dark green, with the details colored in gold. Large green gems were imbued in it as well.

But the biggest change was the weapon: gone were the staff and the sword. Instead, the creature wielded a deadly looking one edged lance.

Sheer power flew from him as he stared at the dragon in front of him.

The creature, who will later be known as the Dark Paladin, raised his weapon high above his head. The deadly dragon took a defensive stance, ready to tank whatever was thrown at him and counter-attack!

However, it didn't have this chance. With a simple yet powerful swing, the new warrior launched a wave, mixing magic and air, that flew toward the dragon and cut it in half, on the whole length of its body.

The two parts slowly separated and fell on each side, the Dark Paladin staring at it with such confidence, it could have been arrogance or annoyance.