Net quickly pulled up his pant leg, surprised he wasn't the only one in here. "Oh, I'm just finishing up." he called out. He opened the door to see someone standing there. "I'm sorry, I thought I was the only one here."

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As I looked through the mirror, I saw not of me, but of what I had become - a shell of my former self, tainted by the hand of evil. It was then that I had decided; I had to fight this... thing, inside of me.

The blanket of darkness had touched me - caressed my innocent cheek. The warmth it offered felt gentle, kind.
I plunged into the darkness, wanting only the love it offered. I wanted to be loved; for someone to think I was important. This was what I had dreamed so long for.