#sethharper

Mathias sat in his office, looking over every document he had brought with him to the castle. No matter how hard he stared, the answers he wanted wouldn’t show up on the page. It was frustrating, and he really wished reality would just turn in his favor for once. Who would have thought all this power would still bring him down. There was no way that either side could win this, even if Mathias wished it so. One side wanted revenge, and he was sure the other would feel the same way if they were ever freed. He really wished he never left Germany. 

There was a knock on his door, and Mathias mumbled a quiet, “Come in”. When he picked up his head and saw Seth there, he sighed. The other witch was always a welcomed sight, and Mathias really didn’t think he’d come back to the castle if Seth wasn’t there either. Seth looked a little older, and with ink on his skin now. The necromancer’s memories flashed back to a time where he felt they were too young. He hadn’t been covered in scars, and his hair hadn’t been peppered with white. What a strange life they lived. 

He gestured for Seth to sit, and poured him a glass of booze, “I thought this would be a good hiding place. I didn’t want to talk to the other councilmen. I don’t think they like me much”. 

[Text]: Yeah, everything is all good :) 

Wherever Mathias went, his magic seemed to draw out more desire from the people he passed by. For the first time, he actually greatly missed his necromancy. When he came to Seth’s office, the necromancer barged in, uncaring if anyone was in there, or even if Seth was there. It was an escape, even if momentarily. He panted against the door, and sank down to the floor. Mathias groaned, pushing his hand in his pants to hopefully make things easier for him. He needed his best friend a lot now.

[Text]: [Image Attached]

[Text]: Is this a good picture?

Hours later, he had moved everything out of the middle of his apartment, and drew a sigil on the floor, placing the vial of Heinrich’s blood in the middle. The witch had no idea what he was doing, but he had to try. He knew Heinrich didn’t want to be brought back, but there was a golden opportunity now. Using the life magic was hard though, and Mathias was exhausting himself as he kept trying. 

He heard his apartment door open as he failed at yet another spell, leaving him winded and blood dripping out of his nose. He turned his head to see Seth there, with wings, and frowned, “What are you doing here?”

Text: Aww Matty! I’m so happy for you! 😃

Text: Wanna tell me about it? How’d it happen?

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Mathias felt true happiness for the first time. Heinrich was someone he held very dear to his heart, and the vampire was the most important person to him. So knowing that he cared about Mathias like this was the most amazing moment for the necromancer. 

[Text]: He just told me! He bought me an apartment too, in the village!

[Text]: We should all come over and decorate. I think this counts as something to celebrate right?

[Text]: I’ll bring the ingredients.

Mathias pocketed his his phone after he sent the last text, and went to gather all his supplies. Ever since Zeke had met Seth, Matty had been keeping a distance. He felt back, but he didn’t want their relationship to be completely ruined from it, so he tried to make an effort. 

He walked to Seth’s place, and knocked at the door, “Hi, I’m here!”

So far, he had stayed away from most of the people Mathias was familiar with. He didn’t want to risk anything too dangerous until he was strong enough. Once he was strong enough, he set off after those who were close to his twin. His first victim was the roommate (or former roommate). Zeke didn’t know the other witch’s name, but he knew Mathias cared for him a lot. Standing in the kitchen, the demon stood over a pot of boiling water, watching it bubble and toil. He heard the roommate come in, and right when he did, Zeke shoved his hand into the water. It hurt, but in the end it would hurt Mathias more. He needed a way to bring the other witch close, without going out of his way to do so.