The ages old dispute over Black and White Magic can be boiled down to one basic distinction β
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They cannot. Every true Black Magician knows this, for he invites unnatural death by his actions. Black Magic is the perversion of Natural Law, so for a Black Magician to die a natural Death would be an abomination. The modern magical Wannabe, and Play-It-Safe practitioner of modern magic, of course, doesn’t want to hear it, and thus, by opening my speech here with the most iconic definition of Black Magic I am bound to sound offensively antiquated.
Black Magic stretches the Law of Nature as far as it goes. It is an exploration of its far side, and its edges. It is a double-edged sword that allows you to cut deep through the fabric of reality, and its other edge comes back to cut into your own flesh and skin. Black Magic requires Blood Sacrifice β which can be thought of in various ways. That being said, every form of magic that is based on Sacrifice should be recognized as a form of the Black Arts. Let there be no doubt about it, even though it will be sometimes passionately denied by the Practitioner who is deluded about the Nature of their own Works of Darkness, or who, for reasons of fear and vanity, doesn’t want to be associated with that label. The dilettante who subconsciously seeks to evade the destiny that befell every single Black Magician in history does so by the most naive manner β by refusing to call themselves a Black Magician. Rest assured though that Satan recognizes his own.
I do hope the Dark Lord does, for reasons I am content to divulge sub rosa.
Of course he does recognise His own. We carry a Mark.