You had died, slain by a National level hunter Sung Jinwoo. and as you fell to the ground, you heard the single word fall from his lips causing your blood to run cold as your life blood drained.

"Arise,"

As he said such your shadow was peeled from your physical form becoming extracted into the shadow monarchs forces. as you felt your very mana and self peel away your hatred for Sung turned into undying devotion twisted by the necromantic powers of the shadow monarch.

"Stand."