"Boy – death attribute isn't like light or darkness, or water, fire, earth, and wind. I do not create death and I surely do not control it – I merely guide it. It's the same thing as with the time attribute. Most of the other attributes can be created – earth magicians can control soil and rocks that already exist in nature, but if you launch them into the air, they would be able to create it out of thin air purely with their mana alone. If I tried to create death – I would be the one to die."
The gray-haired necromancer breathed out, shaking her head with a disapproving expression.
"Didn't we talk about it before? It's the same with time attribute – a magician wielding the time attribute who would want to create time would affect themselves either getting younger or older without their consent."
She declared in a tired voice.
"...alright... now you are making me worry... So how exactly did you put it... I mean, him – together? Is it okay to give him to my daughter?"
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