Bab 58: Chapter 57: Demonic Dark Desire

"Demonic Dark Desire."

Elric reeled back at those words.

Cool? Edgy? He couldn't decide. But he sure was interested. Interested as hell, that is. It seemed right up his alley. How amazing would it be to cackle in front of an entire city under glow of the night moon, standing atop the spire of a clock tower. A mask covering his face, a hat his head, and a cloak his figure.

'Hoho, it's all over!' He would say. 'This is, my Demonic Dark Desire!'

Slaps.

One hundred percent slaps.

Just imagining it gave him chills. He added yet another thing to do in his checklist.

Yes. Cool. Anything can be cool given the situation. He would make it.

"Demonic Dark Desire? What's with that cringe name?"

Claude swooped in just when Elric had finished justifying the name in his head. No tact.