Alright, here's a WIP of Shadow's past.
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Thread Topic: Alright, here's a WIP of Shadow's past.
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Shadow is 'it' right here. He doesn't know it, but he's not the darkness- he's his own little thing. He can't tell himself apart from the darkness, and so it's a little ironic right here. Poor Shadow. I plan to make it way deeper and more meaningful than it is, which is why this little opening thing is a WIP.
Darkness.
From everywhere it could look, all that was there was darkness. It wasn't sure what color it was for sure. The darkness could have been black, or blue, or any other color that someone could recognize. To it, however, all it could be identified as was darkness. It couldn't even tell itself aside from the darkness, no matter how much it wanted. It was a part of the darkness. It couldn't break free.
Nothing lived within the darkness. Nothing lived within it. It was totally empty, a useless thing in a useless part of some bigger useless thing.
However, as time passed by, it realized that miracles were happening- that new things were sprouting in this area of darkness. Things that looked odd to it were forming in the darkness, things that could grow tall and take up some space. When it pondered over what these things could be called, it decided that the things could be called plants. The plants that grew in the darkness kept it company. They were always ugly looking, horrid, boring. But it kept them around because it liked them.
And as more time passed by, new areas started to form around it and around the darkness. New territories were established, things with color appeared, and different moving things appeared. Things that it called animals and humans, bugs and insects. Still, it wasn't a part of that life. It moved with these new things, yes, and it was indeed in this world, but... It could only move when the big yellow ball in the sky moved. And that took forever when it was attached to a non-moving object. So with each passing hour, it would slowly move with everything, until the big grayish ball took control. Then it devoured the land in darkness until the big yellow ball took over once more. The cycle was endless.
Now that it had become attached to the things called "humans", it wanted to be a part of their world. It wanted to go through the cycle of being a "baby" and "kid", to grow up to a "teenager" and even an "adult". However, it decided that it did not want to die. It wanted to live long, and see everything to the end, to see everything be devoured by the darkness forever like it had been. But it needed to be a part of the world, it wanted it.
As it thought more about it, it realized that it was tired. It was so, so tired. It was lost. It was lonely. It was afraid. Afraid of always being called "darkness" by "humans". Afraid of never being able to be told apart. Its' only wish was to be something other than what it was. Why was it the only thing being stuck in darkness? Was it a punishment? Was its' existence a sin? Why was it here? Why? Why? WHY? As it thought more, it started to get too tired. It hid itself in darkness and lost its' old sight. Perhaps a change was needed...
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