Yes!

You burn through the last of your MP and the thief falls to the floor, her body withered and gaunt from the effects of your talons. You float there in disbelief for a moment, your ghastly mouth hanging open, when:

DING!

The sound echoes through your mind, and you feel a surge of power fill your form. The rush is unbelievable, like that of a successful Life Drain attack but so, so much more. You are dimly aware of the mage cowering behind you, her MP wasted on spells that did nothing to save her friend, but there are a whole host of unfamiliar concepts suddenly crowding you, demanding your attention. Demanding that you Choose Your Path.

In your mind a succession of images flashes before you.

1. The Corruptor: This spectral figure seems to slither from shadow to shadow, whispering in the minds of mortals and taking possession of their bodies. Wickedness and insanity follow in its wake, spread by every feathery caress of its inky talons.
2. The Dominator: This spectral figure stands proud and wears a twisted crown of blackened iron. The living are brought to their knees before the Dark King, their minds and bodies broken and reforged into unliving servants.
3. The Devourer: This spectral figure is skeletal and attenuated, its maw a gaping void that devours souls in an attempt to sate an unquenchable thirst for life. In its wake, only dust remains.