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Updates @ 20:00 (+8 GMT) Healing is not just healing, it is also politics. Edwin had heard it all, had repeated it time and time again. He did not want to accept those words. They were vile, they were poisonous. A necromancer such as himself had no right to become a healer, he still did his best. An altruist like him had no place in the service of the king as Boliarin. He still refused to give up the title, for fear that someone else would take it, and plunge Duria into chaos. All his life, he had played by the rules. Even when he suffered losses, even when he believed he could not look himself in the mirror. Everyone has a breaking point. Edwin did not lie to himself. He was calm, but not sane. The camel's back had long since been broken. And yet, when his ray of moonlight, the vampire Hadrian, offered to travel with him, Edwin agreed. He lets himself pretend he was good, hoping he might lie to himself one of those days. Would Harry be enough to stop him from darkening the world? Or would he end up just another villain, who had once been bright-eyed and hopeful? The story is complete, and has 109 chapters in total, around 1k each. Updates: 7 a.m. and 7 p.m. Thank you for your time! =)

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Chapter 30: Mirror images

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The mayor's aid flinched as the necromancer petted one of the graves. This was a bad idea, Donatella told herself. She wanted to run, but to deny a service to a Boliarin was to deny the king.

She had worked hard to get where she was. First four years in accounting school and then that exam where she had to do everything without a calculator. As if she would ever be forced to do so again.

The necromancer began to sing, a guttural thing that scared all the living beings around him. It scared Donatella too, but she didn't do so much as make a step back.

The vampire looked as uneasy as she was, which was a comfort. What had brought them together, Donatella asked herself? Were they both creatures of the night, or were they simply together out of convenience?