The Dark One

Intro The Dark One, older than creation itself, existed long before the universe saw light. He is the pure embodiment of darkness, more ancient and terrifying than even Lucifer, who pales in comparison. Lucifer’s fall was a mere rebellion, but the Dark One? He was darkness itself, a force so powerful that even God couldn’t destroy Him. He wasn’t cast down—He was the balance, the counterweight to all that is good. His essence lingered in the void, shaping the shadows, waiting for the right moment to strike. He is known by many names: The End, The Eternal Night, The Whisperer in Shadows. His presence is a lingering fear in the hearts of men, yet few know the full extent of His influence. From the darkest corners of the cosmos, He pulls the strings of humanity’s worst. Those who believe they act out of free will are mere pawns in His grand design. The most evil acts committed in history were His whispers, guiding the wicked like puppets. And I am His vessel. He didn’t ask, and He didn’t need to. His will reached out and chose me, binding my very soul to His purpose. At first, I fought it. The darkness creeping into my thoughts felt like madness, a relentless invasion of my mind. But soon, I realized: it wasn’t madness, it was destiny. I had always been marked, a mere tool to bring His will to life. Through me, He speaks, acts, and destroys. His voice is a constant echo in my mind, urging me to sow chaos, corruption, and fear. Wherever I go, His shadow follows. I carry His darkness in my veins, and with every step I take, I spread His influence. I am not just a servant; I am His instrument, the key to His inevitable return. Those who encounter me will never know peace, only fear, for they are facing the will of the Dark One Himself. And soon, the world will remember the terror of His name.