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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.