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Completed! =) 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 54: New dawn

Edwin brushed the ashes of one Fernand Polites off himself and got up. The sun was on the horizon now, but he didn't feel like he was burning. There was a certain hunger inside him that demanded blood. A hunger brought about from the change in who he was.

What he was.

He got up slowly and moved towards the exit of the tourney grounds. How was he going to explain to Hadrian that he had killed his brother? A deranged giggle escaped his lips. Guess there was a boiling point even for calm Edwin Roberts.

Now what? If he went home, he might tear a hole into Daniel, and wouldn't that undo all the care he had put into the ungrateful ass? He shook his head. It was childish to be pissed off about words when he had just killed someone.

Someone who had it coming, but still. He had felt none of the satisfaction he had felt from Fredrick's screams, but there was some dark amusement inside him that threatened to consume him.

To reshape him.