Written by Mana. Spoilers to The Eyes of Divinity, Chapter 44
"Tsukuyomi!"
"My skill is within Necromancy", the Harry, who looked even shadier than he did, finally replied.
"Necromancy." Harry gave a disgusted eye roll.
"What's your problem with my Art?" Necro-Harry clutched his chest and spun on his heel, "It's the only true path to knowing thyself! After all, if you have access to all to ever live or die, you'll certainly find her eventually! It is Art in its purest form! At the final moment of release, Art is imprinted-"
"What do you mean?" Harry asked, with a sinking feeling at the pit of his stomach. Surely he couldn't mean-
"You can't spell 'Necromancer' without the word 'Romancer'!"
There was a long silence. When Harry spoke again, his voice was soft and deadly, with just a hint of madness.
"The Red Moon is, first and foremost, a spell used to torture people..."
