“Decay Is Just Apart Of The Healing Process.”

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The Mod is an adult and is okay with suggestive asks, but sending NSFW Images is not allowed.

Art on this blog takes time as this is more of a passion project where I’d like to take time and make each artwork look good. If I deem it necessary, in-character texts posts will be used. Please do not rush me!

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Blog Notes

This blog will loosely follow the canonical lore for Joesph, The Photographer, but Necromancer will be viewed as a separate character.

Some Runo Lore will be different as I find the original event much more confusing and I’d rather make my own version where information will be consistent.

Necromancer within this blog is Pansexual and a Transman, pronouns being He/Him.

Blog is run by Mod Neon! If you like to see a more chaotic blog, please check out my hunter oc, Hobbs, blog

[necromancer-idv]

Is this account even alive????

Unfortunately, this account has been inactive for several reasons. I have had many life changes, like college, financial struggles, and other life events. Other interests guided me away from Identity V as a whole, toward titles like Castlevania and Vampire Hunter D. Furthermore, there is the current boycott of the game, after the developers were caught using Generative AI. I do not tolerate the use of Gen AI, nor will I play the game at this moment to help them earn money. I would like to come back to this blog eventually, when the boycott is over and my interest in the game returns, but for now, I will be posting on my main socials and continuing to make Vtubing content. @neonreflections23

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Currently the mod is out thirsting for Adrian Fahrenheit Tepes, but the blog will answer asks and reply any remaining roleplays within the next few days. Not so sorry for the inconvenience, it will happen again. -Mod Neon

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I've hit a bit of art block and I need to promote my commissions on my other mainline social media, so I will be slow to respond to roleplays and asks. You all are still welcome to send stuff into the inbox, but some generally important art-related asks will be put on hold. On the topic of comms, if asked I can provide my info on it, but I generally won't make it a regular promotion on this blog since this is more of an art/side project. - Mod Neon

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Pspspspspsps I am on VGen if anyone actually does wanna commission me for art.

My VGen- NeonReflections

Seriously though, I would appreciate any eyes on my work cause I know this is a side project of a blog, but I wanna try to promote myself once in a while on here. - Mod Neon

[necromancer-idv]

(´⊗ゝ⊗`)<…is it true…that you raise the dead…?

@idv-ask-the-man-in-gray

"Seems yet another embalmer has come to question my abilities. The same face, yet a different aura. I have already answered this type of question before, yet it seems curiosity will never be satiated. Curiosity killed the cat, but it seems it never deterred those familiar with death. Yes, I can raise the dead. I can mess with the natural order while also aiding it. A delicious contradiction just like your existence.

Other Embalmers such as yourself seem to loathe me, or simply gawk at my craft. With all these embalmers coming out of the woodwork to seek me out, dare I say, it feels like I have entranced you all like some siren beckoning their prey. So, what of you? Will you stare in awe, or berate me? Will you stand to the side and watch from afar, or come to my siren's call? Either way, the result is not what you expect, but I am willing to reward those brave enough to take action."

[idv-ask-the-man-in-gray]

Aesop was shocked at this, he had prepared a whole speech about how what he was doing was wrong, terrible and against the natural order. But the fact that others have done the same and simply did not phase him, as if he didn’t care at all at what anyone had to say, shook him. After all if not multiple versions of himself were not able to convince him how would he be able to?

Simply put what is he to a a man that can raise the dead, he could theoretically say something, but simply put the man is much stronger than him. Much much stronger…

He knew it was wrong, he knew with all of his being that it was wrong and that he needed it to end…but…what can he do…he froze

(´⊗ゝ⊗`)< I-…it’s…um…wrong…because…because…be…

[necromancer-idv]

"Because of what? Morals and ethics?

Let me raise a question then. Is it more morally just to let a soul waste away after the body has withered, or to let it be used once more in a new vessel?" The Necromancer boldly inquired as he shifted in his ornate armchair. He wasn't dressed in his usual wear, but in a feathered robe perfect for settling in within the chill of winter. Even in his dreary castle, a deathly cold man such as him desires warmth every so often. Though, the Necromancer let out a sigh as he lounged back into his chair and eyed the embalmer with a slight pout. "I am quite tired of people telling me what's right from wrong. I am much aged than they are, yet they still believe that since they are in the field of handling the dead they know better than I am. It is so uninteresting and boring, so please do me a favor and be interesting. Do something. Entertain me."

[idv-ask-the-man-in-gray]

“E…Entertain???”

Aesop felt appalled, not only has he disregarded the natural cycle but he has asked him to “entertain him”. ENTERTAIN!?!? ENTERTAIN!?!? He is not in the entertainment field he’s an embalmer! If he wanted to entertain he would have joined the circus! This angered him enough to talk back.

“I am no entertainer! And I have never been a “entertainer”. How dare you! I am an embalmer! And I have probably handled more dead bodies with more grace than you ever had!”

“Now Vessel this now vessel that.Do you ever stop to think if they want to be reborn?”

“I see the others in the manor suffer, they are tired, they must fight of their lives every day, do they not deserve closure? Do they not deserve their rest?”

(´⊗ゝ⊗`)< “let me ask you, How many of people you resurrected have been grateful?”

[necromancer-idv]

The Necromancer got annoyed rather fast, forcefully grabbing the fuming embalmer's face and pulling him closer. Their eyes meet, but inspecting the Necromancer's face there are subtle signs of decay within his scarred face.

"My kindness and good nature have run thin. I tire of this. Remember your place. Did you not come to me and ask me a question? You have come into my abode and have intruded on my space. You got your answer, yet you and the other little embalmers keep questioning and questioning. I can simply turn these questions back onto you if I wanted to. How many people are grateful for the embalming work you have done? What if they don't ever want to rest? What if you are just as selfish as I?" The Necromancer hissed, his grip tightened on the man's face, letting his clawed hand dangerously dig onto supple skin. It wasn't enough to draw blood, but it was to signify a warning. "You bring up grace, yet here you are being tactless in confronting me. Do I need to teach you manners? It almost seems you want me to. Maybe that will entertain me from all these senseless bleatings from a sheep who strayed from their flock."

[idv-ask-the-man-in-gray]

“My clients and their families come to ME to be embalmed, the dead have been nothing but thankful to be able to look nice for their family one last time.”

Aesop refused to look at the man, looking everywhere else but him, his hands trying to pull away the hands from his face to give his face some grace, it was rather painful and made it hard to speak.

“Maybe if your work wasn’t so revolting we wouldn’t have to come searching for you! You may call it tactless but I say it’s a necessary to put YOU in your place!”

At this point he was spewing what he thought with no regards to how it actually sounded or if it was right to say. It was split up with waves of anxiety and anger washing over him, like the tides hitting the sand with vigor stuttering and stammering

“W-what can you even do, you can’t-cant’t kill me because I’ll come back anyway, torturing me I already have to deal with on a daily basis with these “games”.”

(´⊗ゝ⊗`)< so-so tell me what can you do!?!?!

[necromancer-idv]

"Oh, so now you are demanding more out of me? Well, why not I indulge you then." The Necromancer gloated, bringing the embalmer closer to him and locking lips. It was fleeting, yet lasting with the lipstick smear that was left behind, however, something was taken during the process. Pulling away from the man, Necromancer released him and nudged him aside as he pulled out a small mirror and lipstick capsule from his robe. He busied himself reapplying his precious lipstick, but he bore a triumphant, smug smile as if he won this petty squabble. "I can do many things, and a kiss of death is just one of them. However, I do not feel like picking up a corpse off my poor, freshly polished flooring this evening, so I simply drained you of most of your energy. A lamb such as yourself is too energetic for your own good, so go off, rest, and leave me be."

[idv-ask-the-man-in-gray]

What the-

*COUGH COUGH*

Aesop suddenly coughed up some blood staining his mask with now blue and red, what the hell just happened?

IM NOT DON-

He stumbles and wobbled as he walked, his knees and ankles feeling weak like a newborn deer, and his arms felt like they where made of bricks it’s very clear that he was extremely exhausted, although out of spite, he felt the slightest bit of blood welling out in his mouth again, he pulled down his mask and let the blood dripping from his mouth onto the floor all over the nicely cleaned floor while making a very distasteful sound.

(´⊗ゝ⊗`)< bweh-

[necromancer-idv]

"Hm, strange. I didn't take that much life force from you, but I guess this is just an issue with your constitution rather than my own restraint. But don't worry, I am gracious enough to nurse you back to health despite your bleating and crying. Though, you did not need to ruin the floors already." The Necromancer huffed as he got up from his chair and shoved the embalmer onto it. He was sifting through a nearby bookshelf filled with all sorts of books, knickknacks, and vials of various colors until he pulled out a small vial. He didn't truly wait for Aesop as he uncorked the bottle and forced it to his lips. The liquid was viscous and awful tasting, but it was for his own good to help him recover. As much as he didn't want to, the Necromancer lifted his robe and used it as a napkin, begrudgingly wiping off the blood from Aesop's chin. It wasn't the first time blood stained his robes anyway. "You are such a rebellious lamb through and through. I suppose I should commend you for still trying to bother a wolf who could have killed you on the spot."

[idv-ask-the-man-in-gray]

Aesop coughed a couple times, he felt his energy slowly comming back…but slowly…he held onto the chair trying to get up but falling back down, his legs are still weak

I don’t fear death or being killed…no one should fear death…death is just…a natural part of the cycle…it shouldn’t be cheated…

He said coughing again. He felt like he coughed up a lung, his throat felt all scratchy.

I just…I don’t understand…why do you choose to cheat it…why not embarrass it…it is not scary…it’s supposed to bring comfort to those who suffer…

(´⊗ゝ⊗`)< I just do not understand…

[necromancer-idv]

"Maybe it is best not to understand everything. You may think you know death and how comforting it is, but you ignore the pain it can bring. The best way to describe my motives is that if there are rules, I break them however and whenever I please. I choose to do so because it is the one thing I have control over. I would never embrace something that would deny me anyway." Necromancer stated as he got Aesop out of the chair, sitting back down on the leather seat, and placing the man on his lap. "Now, rest while you can, because as soon as you are well, my wraiths will escort you out. I would like to have time to myself. I already have a tight schedule and you are intruding on the very little free time I have."

[necromancer-idv]

(´⊗ゝ⊗`)<…is it true…that you raise the dead…?

@idv-ask-the-man-in-gray

"Seems yet another embalmer has come to question my abilities. The same face, yet a different aura. I have already answered this type of question before, yet it seems curiosity will never be satiated. Curiosity killed the cat, but it seems it never deterred those familiar with death. Yes, I can raise the dead. I can mess with the natural order while also aiding it. A delicious contradiction just like your existence.

Other Embalmers such as yourself seem to loathe me, or simply gawk at my craft. With all these embalmers coming out of the woodwork to seek me out, dare I say, it feels like I have entranced you all like some siren beckoning their prey. So, what of you? Will you stare in awe, or berate me? Will you stand to the side and watch from afar, or come to my siren's call? Either way, the result is not what you expect, but I am willing to reward those brave enough to take action."

[idv-ask-the-man-in-gray]

Aesop was shocked at this, he had prepared a whole speech about how what he was doing was wrong, terrible and against the natural order. But the fact that others have done the same and simply did not phase him, as if he didn’t care at all at what anyone had to say, shook him. After all if not multiple versions of himself were not able to convince him how would he be able to?

Simply put what is he to a a man that can raise the dead, he could theoretically say something, but simply put the man is much stronger than him. Much much stronger…

He knew it was wrong, he knew with all of his being that it was wrong and that he needed it to end…but…what can he do…he froze

(´⊗ゝ⊗`)< I-…it’s…um…wrong…because…because…be…

[necromancer-idv]

"Because of what? Morals and ethics?

Let me raise a question then. Is it more morally just to let a soul waste away after the body has withered, or to let it be used once more in a new vessel?" The Necromancer boldly inquired as he shifted in his ornate armchair. He wasn't dressed in his usual wear, but in a feathered robe perfect for settling in within the chill of winter. Even in his dreary castle, a deathly cold man such as him desires warmth every so often. Though, the Necromancer let out a sigh as he lounged back into his chair and eyed the embalmer with a slight pout. "I am quite tired of people telling me what's right from wrong. I am much aged than they are, yet they still believe that since they are in the field of handling the dead they know better than I am. It is so uninteresting and boring, so please do me a favor and be interesting. Do something. Entertain me."

[idv-ask-the-man-in-gray]

“E…Entertain???”

Aesop felt appalled, not only has he disregarded the natural cycle but he has asked him to “entertain him”. ENTERTAIN!?!? ENTERTAIN!?!? He is not in the entertainment field he’s an embalmer! If he wanted to entertain he would have joined the circus! This angered him enough to talk back.

“I am no entertainer! And I have never been a “entertainer”. How dare you! I am an embalmer! And I have probably handled more dead bodies with more grace than you ever had!”

“Now Vessel this now vessel that.Do you ever stop to think if they want to be reborn?”

“I see the others in the manor suffer, they are tired, they must fight of their lives every day, do they not deserve closure? Do they not deserve their rest?”

(´⊗ゝ⊗`)< “let me ask you, How many of people you resurrected have been grateful?”

[necromancer-idv]

The Necromancer got annoyed rather fast, forcefully grabbing the fuming embalmer's face and pulling him closer. Their eyes meet, but inspecting the Necromancer's face there are subtle signs of decay within his scarred face.

"My kindness and good nature have run thin. I tire of this. Remember your place. Did you not come to me and ask me a question? You have come into my abode and have intruded on my space. You got your answer, yet you and the other little embalmers keep questioning and questioning. I can simply turn these questions back onto you if I wanted to. How many people are grateful for the embalming work you have done? What if they don't ever want to rest? What if you are just as selfish as I?" The Necromancer hissed, his grip tightened on the man's face, letting his clawed hand dangerously dig onto supple skin. It wasn't enough to draw blood, but it was to signify a warning. "You bring up grace, yet here you are being tactless in confronting me. Do I need to teach you manners? It almost seems you want me to. Maybe that will entertain me from all these senseless bleatings from a sheep who strayed from their flock."

[idv-ask-the-man-in-gray]

“My clients and their families come to ME to be embalmed, the dead have been nothing but thankful to be able to look nice for their family one last time.”

Aesop refused to look at the man, looking everywhere else but him, his hands trying to pull away the hands from his face to give his face some grace, it was rather painful and made it hard to speak.

“Maybe if your work wasn’t so revolting we wouldn’t have to come searching for you! You may call it tactless but I say it’s a necessary to put YOU in your place!”

At this point he was spewing what he thought with no regards to how it actually sounded or if it was right to say. It was split up with waves of anxiety and anger washing over him, like the tides hitting the sand with vigor stuttering and stammering

“W-what can you even do, you can’t-cant’t kill me because I’ll come back anyway, torturing me I already have to deal with on a daily basis with these “games”.”

(´⊗ゝ⊗`)< so-so tell me what can you do!?!?!

[necromancer-idv]

"Oh, so now you are demanding more out of me? Well, why not I indulge you then." The Necromancer gloated, bringing the embalmer closer to him and locking lips. It was fleeting, yet lasting with the lipstick smear that was left behind, however, something was taken during the process. Pulling away from the man, Necromancer released him and nudged him aside as he pulled out a small mirror and lipstick capsule from his robe. He busied himself reapplying his precious lipstick, but he bore a triumphant, smug smile as if he won this petty squabble. "I can do many things, and a kiss of death is just one of them. However, I do not feel like picking up a corpse off my poor, freshly polished flooring this evening, so I simply drained you of most of your energy. A lamb such as yourself is too energetic for your own good, so go off, rest, and leave me be."

[idv-ask-the-man-in-gray]

What the-

*COUGH COUGH*

Aesop suddenly coughed up some blood staining his mask with now blue and red, what the hell just happened?

IM NOT DON-

He stumbles and wobbled as he walked, his knees and ankles feeling weak like a newborn deer, and his arms felt like they where made of bricks it’s very clear that he was extremely exhausted, although out of spite, he felt the slightest bit of blood welling out in his mouth again, he pulled down his mask and let the blood dripping from his mouth onto the floor all over the nicely cleaned floor while making a very distasteful sound.

(´⊗ゝ⊗`)< bweh-

[necromancer-idv]

"Hm, strange. I didn't take that much life force from you, but I guess this is just an issue with your constitution rather than my own restraint. But don't worry, I am gracious enough to nurse you back to health despite your bleating and crying. Though, you did not need to ruin the floors already." The Necromancer huffed as he got up from his chair and shoved the embalmer onto it. He was sifting through a nearby bookshelf filled with all sorts of books, knickknacks, and vials of various colors until he pulled out a small vial. He didn't truly wait for Aesop as he uncorked the bottle and forced it to his lips. The liquid was viscous and awful tasting, but it was for his own good to help him recover. As much as he didn't want to, the Necromancer lifted his robe and used it as a napkin, begrudgingly wiping off the blood from Aesop's chin. It wasn't the first time blood stained his robes anyway. "You are such a rebellious lamb through and through. I suppose I should commend you for still trying to bother a wolf who could have killed you on the spot."

[necromancer-idv]

Why do you seek to listen to the World Tree? You are the necromancer, given otherworldly powers that could trample the very balance of the world. Yet, you call on beck to "duties". Why do you bow to a master when you, yourself, could be called one?

"I think you have a misunderstanding of my purpose in this world. I am unfortunately a pawn no matter how much I struggle for power. I eventually accepted that my position in Runo is the World Tree's way to cleanse and detoxify the lands beyond it. Even so, this Tree's time will end and I will free myself from this cycle, but a new master will take its place eventually. There already are rumors that a man from the Castle Umbra will become my new master, thus perpetuating my purgatory-like state. The Tree is already dying, so I must savor my freedom from its influence while I can.

I could struggle against this future, new master, and take control, but I already know that there are others out there who wish to make me submit. I can feel it in my soul that there is a God, dictating all my actions, my thoughts, and my very will all with a roll of a dice. It is only a matter of time until I meet this so-called God and it will be a matter of seconds before I make them pay for the pain they have caused me."

"A pawn. Nothing more, nothing less."

D.M. has started the Game.

[necromancer-idv]

Emma: Hey there!! Staying warm this winter? I can't stand the cold it kills my flowers :(

"I must apologize, but I am not at my castle at this moment, so I must entertain guests another day. Though, I am as warm as a corpse could be, I still dress like to dress heavily as it does bring some form of comfort in such a strange winter. There is hardly any snow, yet it is as cold as ever, so I suspect a shift in the World Tree's influence. However, please do not fret. Spring will come soon, and with it, the world will wake up to new life. Flowers come and go, but you can preserve their beauty. Press them with a heavy book or item, hang them upside down in a cold part of your home for several weeks, or keep them by a hearth to crisp. I, personally, take the time to gather many wildflowers or pick some from my personal garden, and hang them, so I could prepare them for today specifically. It is the anniversary of my twin's death, so I am heading to his grave with the flowers I collected and preserved so that they will not wither away thus keeping his memory alive."

[necromancer-idv]

I've hit a bit of art block and I need to promote my commissions on my other mainline social media, so I will be slow to respond to roleplays and asks. You all are still welcome to send stuff into the inbox, but some generally important art-related asks will be put on hold. On the topic of comms, if asked I can provide my info on it, but I generally won't make it a regular promotion on this blog since this is more of an art/side project. - Mod Neon

[necromancer-idv]

Nice coat, how much for it? 👀

"You couldn't even afford it to begin with, but it isn't for sale. My dear, late brother gave it to me as a gift many a lifetime ago. I would rather not give such a thing away." The Necromancer flashed a sour look at the Anon and promptly shooed them away.

[necromancer-idv]

Necromancer? More like necrodancer *breaks it down*

GO WHITE BOY GO!

Okay but seriously I like to think he can dance very well, especially when it comes to waltzing. But keep these silly asks coming cause I love seeing what y’all come up with! This lowkey just gave me an excuse to open IDV just to dance around as Necromancer-

-Mod Neon

[necromancer-idv]

(´⊗ゝ⊗`)<…is it true…that you raise the dead…?

@idv-ask-the-man-in-gray

"Seems yet another embalmer has come to question my abilities. The same face, yet a different aura. I have already answered this type of question before, yet it seems curiosity will never be satiated. Curiosity killed the cat, but it seems it never deterred those familiar with death. Yes, I can raise the dead. I can mess with the natural order while also aiding it. A delicious contradiction just like your existence.

Other Embalmers such as yourself seem to loathe me, or simply gawk at my craft. With all these embalmers coming out of the woodwork to seek me out, dare I say, it feels like I have entranced you all like some siren beckoning their prey. So, what of you? Will you stare in awe, or berate me? Will you stand to the side and watch from afar, or come to my siren's call? Either way, the result is not what you expect, but I am willing to reward those brave enough to take action."

[idv-ask-the-man-in-gray]

Aesop was shocked at this, he had prepared a whole speech about how what he was doing was wrong, terrible and against the natural order. But the fact that others have done the same and simply did not phase him, as if he didn’t care at all at what anyone had to say, shook him. After all if not multiple versions of himself were not able to convince him how would he be able to?

Simply put what is he to a a man that can raise the dead, he could theoretically say something, but simply put the man is much stronger than him. Much much stronger…

He knew it was wrong, he knew with all of his being that it was wrong and that he needed it to end…but…what can he do…he froze

(´⊗ゝ⊗`)< I-…it’s…um…wrong…because…because…be…

[necromancer-idv]

"Because of what? Morals and ethics?

Let me raise a question then. Is it more morally just to let a soul waste away after the body has withered, or to let it be used once more in a new vessel?" The Necromancer boldly inquired as he shifted in his ornate armchair. He wasn't dressed in his usual wear, but in a feathered robe perfect for settling in within the chill of winter. Even in his dreary castle, a deathly cold man such as him desires warmth every so often. Though, the Necromancer let out a sigh as he lounged back into his chair and eyed the embalmer with a slight pout. "I am quite tired of people telling me what's right from wrong. I am much aged than they are, yet they still believe that since they are in the field of handling the dead they know better than I am. It is so uninteresting and boring, so please do me a favor and be interesting. Do something. Entertain me."

[idv-ask-the-man-in-gray]

“E…Entertain???”

Aesop felt appalled, not only has he disregarded the natural cycle but he has asked him to “entertain him”. ENTERTAIN!?!? ENTERTAIN!?!? He is not in the entertainment field he’s an embalmer! If he wanted to entertain he would have joined the circus! This angered him enough to talk back.

“I am no entertainer! And I have never been a “entertainer”. How dare you! I am an embalmer! And I have probably handled more dead bodies with more grace than you ever had!”

“Now Vessel this now vessel that.Do you ever stop to think if they want to be reborn?”

“I see the others in the manor suffer, they are tired, they must fight of their lives every day, do they not deserve closure? Do they not deserve their rest?”

(´⊗ゝ⊗`)< “let me ask you, How many of people you resurrected have been grateful?”

[necromancer-idv]

The Necromancer got annoyed rather fast, forcefully grabbing the fuming embalmer's face and pulling him closer. Their eyes meet, but inspecting the Necromancer's face there are subtle signs of decay within his scarred face.

"My kindness and good nature have run thin. I tire of this. Remember your place. Did you not come to me and ask me a question? You have come into my abode and have intruded on my space. You got your answer, yet you and the other little embalmers keep questioning and questioning. I can simply turn these questions back onto you if I wanted to. How many people are grateful for the embalming work you have done? What if they don't ever want to rest? What if you are just as selfish as I?" The Necromancer hissed, his grip tightened on the man's face, letting his clawed hand dangerously dig onto supple skin. It wasn't enough to draw blood, but it was to signify a warning. "You bring up grace, yet here you are being tactless in confronting me. Do I need to teach you manners? It almost seems you want me to. Maybe that will entertain me from all these senseless bleatings from a sheep who strayed from their flock."

[idv-ask-the-man-in-gray]

“My clients and their families come to ME to be embalmed, the dead have been nothing but thankful to be able to look nice for their family one last time.”

Aesop refused to look at the man, looking everywhere else but him, his hands trying to pull away the hands from his face to give his face some grace, it was rather painful and made it hard to speak.

“Maybe if your work wasn’t so revolting we wouldn’t have to come searching for you! You may call it tactless but I say it’s a necessary to put YOU in your place!”

At this point he was spewing what he thought with no regards to how it actually sounded or if it was right to say. It was split up with waves of anxiety and anger washing over him, like the tides hitting the sand with vigor stuttering and stammering

“W-what can you even do, you can’t-cant’t kill me because I’ll come back anyway, torturing me I already have to deal with on a daily basis with these “games”.”

(´⊗ゝ⊗`)< so-so tell me what can you do!?!?!

[necromancer-idv]

"Oh, so now you are demanding more out of me? Well, why not I indulge you then." The Necromancer gloated, bringing the embalmer closer to him and locking lips. It was fleeting, yet lasting with the lipstick smear that was left behind, however, something was taken during the process. Pulling away from the man, Necromancer released him and nudged him aside as he pulled out a small mirror and lipstick capsule from his robe. He busied himself reapplying his precious lipstick, but he bore a triumphant, smug smile as if he won this petty squabble. "I can do many things, and a kiss of death is just one of them. However, I do not feel like picking up a corpse off my poor, freshly polished flooring this evening, so I simply drained you of most of your energy. A lamb such as yourself is too energetic for your own good, so go off, rest, and leave me be."

[necromancer-idv]

( @yellow-rose-embalmer )

"You... also know how death is essential in this world, a part of life's circle, I see. That said, I personally favor letting the dead rest, and... I know my work doesn't last, that decay comes for everyone in the end. This... must be an issue you have faced at least somewhat, right? I would truly hate to overburden those bodies, and... those trapped souls, as well."

"Not recognizing how important death is will only bring folly and pain to those ignorant. Though, there is something that has grabbed my interest. You are not the same person as the other embalmer who called out to me, telling me that my actions are disgraceful, yet you share the same face and profession. Strange. With that other man, I have mentioned that I recycle and give trapped souls new meaning and purpose. The dead simply are dead, so I might as well free the true essence of a being and give it a new purpose and body through reanimation. Decay naturally comes for everyone and can hinder necromancy, which is why I purposely go for the freshly deceased. However, I would like to ask. Has your soul been recycled as well? Or are you a doppelganger? Either-or, it seems that I attract embalmers of all sorts. Maybe it will prove useful to me."

[yellow-rose-embalmer]

"Hm. So that is how you see it... the dead as nothing more, nothing less. If I am correct, anyway. Perhaps our goals are more similar than we imagine, both seeking to give the soul a destination through working with the body?" Aesop tilts his head in thought as he drums his fingers upon his thigh. "And yes. We only have so much time before neither of us can do our work. Once the blowflies settle in... it is likely too late."

Aesop needs to pause as he mulls over the question. "...I am not aware of coming from a past life myself, and... if there are other versions of 'me' that exist at the same time, who knows if the soul is alike or different. Though, I only just met the first of these alternate selves, and I imagine a doppelgänger would have known longer." The embalmer looks away, uncertain. "If I can help... I would be honored. I cannot speak for every other version of myself, but... if you would benefit from combining our studies..."

[necromancer-idv]

"You certainly have more class and respectability amongst the others. I suppose an alliance would be beneficial, but I am surprised you would like to form gentle relations with me. You are so willing to aid me when it comes to my work simply because we both have mutual ground, but who is to say I do not betray you? Are you not afraid of any potential consequences? Maybe a falling out will happen with your other versions if you do decide to aid me? Furthermore, I suspect there are ulterior motives." The Necromancer pondered as he tenderly stroked the wraith on his arm. The stranger bird turned to look at the strange embalmer, letting out a small caw before flying off from its master deep into the castle. "I could possibly grant you free entry into my castle and a room to settle in when the day comes when I have to lay siege to the next cycle of decay within Runo, but I doubt you would like to be a part of that."

[necromancer-idv]

(´⊗ゝ⊗`)<…is it true…that you raise the dead…?

@idv-ask-the-man-in-gray

"Seems yet another embalmer has come to question my abilities. The same face, yet a different aura. I have already answered this type of question before, yet it seems curiosity will never be satiated. Curiosity killed the cat, but it seems it never deterred those familiar with death. Yes, I can raise the dead. I can mess with the natural order while also aiding it. A delicious contradiction just like your existence.

Other Embalmers such as yourself seem to loathe me, or simply gawk at my craft. With all these embalmers coming out of the woodwork to seek me out, dare I say, it feels like I have entranced you all like some siren beckoning their prey. So, what of you? Will you stare in awe, or berate me? Will you stand to the side and watch from afar, or come to my siren's call? Either way, the result is not what you expect, but I am willing to reward those brave enough to take action."

[idv-ask-the-man-in-gray]

Aesop was shocked at this, he had prepared a whole speech about how what he was doing was wrong, terrible and against the natural order. But the fact that others have done the same and simply did not phase him, as if he didn’t care at all at what anyone had to say, shook him. After all if not multiple versions of himself were not able to convince him how would he be able to?

Simply put what is he to a a man that can raise the dead, he could theoretically say something, but simply put the man is much stronger than him. Much much stronger…

He knew it was wrong, he knew with all of his being that it was wrong and that he needed it to end…but…what can he do…he froze

(´⊗ゝ⊗`)< I-…it’s…um…wrong…because…because…be…

[necromancer-idv]

"Because of what? Morals and ethics?

Let me raise a question then. Is it more morally just to let a soul waste away after the body has withered, or to let it be used once more in a new vessel?" The Necromancer boldly inquired as he shifted in his ornate armchair. He wasn't dressed in his usual wear, but in a feathered robe perfect for settling in within the chill of winter. Even in his dreary castle, a deathly cold man such as him desires warmth every so often. Though, the Necromancer let out a sigh as he lounged back into his chair and eyed the embalmer with a slight pout. "I am quite tired of people telling me what's right from wrong. I am much aged than they are, yet they still believe that since they are in the field of handling the dead they know better than I am. It is so uninteresting and boring, so please do me a favor and be interesting. Do something. Entertain me."

[idv-ask-the-man-in-gray]

“E…Entertain???”

Aesop felt appalled, not only has he disregarded the natural cycle but he has asked him to “entertain him”. ENTERTAIN!?!? ENTERTAIN!?!? He is not in the entertainment field he’s an embalmer! If he wanted to entertain he would have joined the circus! This angered him enough to talk back.

“I am no entertainer! And I have never been a “entertainer”. How dare you! I am an embalmer! And I have probably handled more dead bodies with more grace than you ever had!”

“Now Vessel this now vessel that.Do you ever stop to think if they want to be reborn?”

“I see the others in the manor suffer, they are tired, they must fight of their lives every day, do they not deserve closure? Do they not deserve their rest?”

(´⊗ゝ⊗`)< “let me ask you, How many of people you resurrected have been grateful?”

[necromancer-idv]

The Necromancer got annoyed rather fast, forcefully grabbing the fuming embalmer's face and pulling him closer. Their eyes meet, but inspecting the Necromancer's face there are subtle signs of decay within his scarred face.

"My kindness and good nature have run thin. I tire of this. Remember your place. Did you not come to me and ask me a question? You have come into my abode and have intruded on my space. You got your answer, yet you and the other little embalmers keep questioning and questioning. I can simply turn these questions back onto you if I wanted to. How many people are grateful for the embalming work you have done? What if they don't ever want to rest? What if you are just as selfish as I?" The Necromancer hissed, his grip tightened on the man's face, letting his clawed hand dangerously dig onto supple skin. It wasn't enough to draw blood, but it was to signify a warning. "You bring up grace, yet here you are being tactless in confronting me. Do I need to teach you manners? It almost seems you want me to. Maybe that will entertain me from all these senseless bleatings from a sheep who strayed from their flock."

[necromancer-idv]

(´⊗ゝ⊗`)<…is it true…that you raise the dead…?

@idv-ask-the-man-in-gray

"Seems yet another embalmer has come to question my abilities. The same face, yet a different aura. I have already answered this type of question before, yet it seems curiosity will never be satiated. Curiosity killed the cat, but it seems it never deterred those familiar with death. Yes, I can raise the dead. I can mess with the natural order while also aiding it. A delicious contradiction just like your existence.

Other Embalmers such as yourself seem to loathe me, or simply gawk at my craft. With all these embalmers coming out of the woodwork to seek me out, dare I say, it feels like I have entranced you all like some siren beckoning their prey. So, what of you? Will you stare in awe, or berate me? Will you stand to the side and watch from afar, or come to my siren's call? Either way, the result is not what you expect, but I am willing to reward those brave enough to take action."

[idv-ask-the-man-in-gray]

Aesop was shocked at this, he had prepared a whole speech about how what he was doing was wrong, terrible and against the natural order. But the fact that others have done the same and simply did not phase him, as if he didn’t care at all at what anyone had to say, shook him. After all if not multiple versions of himself were not able to convince him how would he be able to?

Simply put what is he to a a man that can raise the dead, he could theoretically say something, but simply put the man is much stronger than him. Much much stronger…

He knew it was wrong, he knew with all of his being that it was wrong and that he needed it to end…but…what can he do…he froze

(´⊗ゝ⊗`)< I-…it’s…um…wrong…because…because…be…

[necromancer-idv]

"Because of what? Morals and ethics?

Let me raise a question then. Is it more morally just to let a soul waste away after the body has withered, or to let it be used once more in a new vessel?" The Necromancer boldly inquired as he shifted in his ornate armchair. He wasn't dressed in his usual wear, but in a feathered robe perfect for settling in within the chill of winter. Even in his dreary castle, a deathly cold man such as him desires warmth every so often. Though, the Necromancer let out a sigh as he lounged back into his chair and eyed the embalmer with a slight pout. "I am quite tired of people telling me what's right from wrong. I am much aged than they are, yet they still believe that since they are in the field of handling the dead they know better than I am. It is so uninteresting and boring, so please do me a favor and be interesting. Do something. Entertain me."

[necromancer-idv]

(´⊗ゝ⊗`)<…is it true…that you raise the dead…?

@idv-ask-the-man-in-gray

"Seems yet another embalmer has come to question my abilities. The same face, yet a different aura. I have already answered this type of question before, yet it seems curiosity will never be satiated. Curiosity killed the cat, but it seems it never deterred those familiar with death. Yes, I can raise the dead. I can mess with the natural order while also aiding it. A delicious contradiction just like your existence.

Other Embalmers such as yourself seem to loathe me, or simply gawk at my craft. With all these embalmers coming out of the woodwork to seek me out, dare I say, it feels like I have entranced you all like some siren beckoning their prey. So, what of you? Will you stare in awe, or berate me? Will you stand to the side and watch from afar, or come to my siren's call? Either way, the result is not what you expect, but I am willing to reward those brave enough to take action."

[necromancer-idv]

( @yellow-rose-embalmer )

"You... also know how death is essential in this world, a part of life's circle, I see. That said, I personally favor letting the dead rest, and... I know my work doesn't last, that decay comes for everyone in the end. This... must be an issue you have faced at least somewhat, right? I would truly hate to overburden those bodies, and... those trapped souls, as well."

"Not recognizing how important death is will only bring folly and pain to those ignorant. Though, there is something that has grabbed my interest. You are not the same person as the other embalmer who called out to me, telling me that my actions are disgraceful, yet you share the same face and profession. Strange. With that other man, I have mentioned that I recycle and give trapped souls new meaning and purpose. The dead simply are dead, so I might as well free the true essence of a being and give it a new purpose and body through reanimation. Decay naturally comes for everyone and can hinder necromancy, which is why I purposely go for the freshly deceased. However, I would like to ask. Has your soul been recycled as well? Or are you a doppelganger? Either-or, it seems that I attract embalmers of all sorts. Maybe it will prove useful to me."