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darkestauthor) wrote2016-05-29 04:09 am
darkestauthor) wrote2016-05-29 04:09 am
Dark One Explanation
A long time ago in a land known as the Enchanted Forest, a women named Nimue committed murder, summoning the Darkness into a living viable being known as the Dark One. The sorcerer Merlin used the sword created from the Holy Grail (a powerful cup that grants immortality to those who drank from it) to bind Nimue’s power. The dagger of the Dark One was born. The dagger has two main powers. Those who control the dagger, control the Dark One. And if you kill the Dark One with the dagger, you would become the Dark One yourself.
Several hundred years later, my grandfather became the Dark One, and after several hundred years of that, he was dying because of it. I had recently inherited the power of the Author, something that was passed down through those true of heart along with a special quill and ink. Upon finding out my grandfather was dying and the Darkness within him would be set loose upon the world, I used my new powers to write the Darkness out of him and into myself so that he could live. It was after this act that I found myself on the boat towards Medietas.
Being the Dark One is not something I should have taken lightly. It is, in essence, a curse. I may have had great power but it also came with a great weakness I had to protect. Not to mention the Darkness itself trying to sway me into doing terrible things. It is sentient and talks to you but no one else can hear it. It manifested itself as my grandfather and no one else could see it. At first, I managed to block out the voice and the vision, focusing on learning to control the new found magic I had been given. But after our first altercation, I found it much harder as the Darkness had finally found a root to grow in. That root grew steadily each time we talked and was the basis for my hatred of you.
But in the end, it was the bunny attack that made me fall completely to the Darkness. I wanted to prove I could protect myself but in order to do so, I had to listen to the voice inside of me so that I knew how to defeat my enemies. From then on, I was a true Dark One. I didn’t care about anyone else save the spark of my special heart saving my parents from being fried for trying to help me.
Dark Ones often have an obsession they are working towards and the reason for taking the power. As I had taken the power for another reason, it took longer for me to submit, but once I had, I still had an obsession. You. I needed to get to you. I needed to hurt you. Perhaps even kill you had I not been stopped. Which is why I want to apologise. I won’t say it wasn’t entirely my fault. I should have fought harder and not let our conversations get so out of hand. But at the same time, when something is screaming in your head to do something every minute of every day, it makes you mad enough to do it just so that it will shut up.
I was cursed. But that doesn’t excuse my actions. And I wanted you to know the truth, the whole truth, and not just the cliff notes of exactly why I did what I did. If you can forgive me, then you’re just as much a princess as you should be and I commend you for that. If not, then I will never contact you again. I leave this decision up to you entirely and thank you for at least allowing me to explain my position.
Several hundred years later, my grandfather became the Dark One, and after several hundred years of that, he was dying because of it. I had recently inherited the power of the Author, something that was passed down through those true of heart along with a special quill and ink. Upon finding out my grandfather was dying and the Darkness within him would be set loose upon the world, I used my new powers to write the Darkness out of him and into myself so that he could live. It was after this act that I found myself on the boat towards Medietas.
Being the Dark One is not something I should have taken lightly. It is, in essence, a curse. I may have had great power but it also came with a great weakness I had to protect. Not to mention the Darkness itself trying to sway me into doing terrible things. It is sentient and talks to you but no one else can hear it. It manifested itself as my grandfather and no one else could see it. At first, I managed to block out the voice and the vision, focusing on learning to control the new found magic I had been given. But after our first altercation, I found it much harder as the Darkness had finally found a root to grow in. That root grew steadily each time we talked and was the basis for my hatred of you.
But in the end, it was the bunny attack that made me fall completely to the Darkness. I wanted to prove I could protect myself but in order to do so, I had to listen to the voice inside of me so that I knew how to defeat my enemies. From then on, I was a true Dark One. I didn’t care about anyone else save the spark of my special heart saving my parents from being fried for trying to help me.
Dark Ones often have an obsession they are working towards and the reason for taking the power. As I had taken the power for another reason, it took longer for me to submit, but once I had, I still had an obsession. You. I needed to get to you. I needed to hurt you. Perhaps even kill you had I not been stopped. Which is why I want to apologise. I won’t say it wasn’t entirely my fault. I should have fought harder and not let our conversations get so out of hand. But at the same time, when something is screaming in your head to do something every minute of every day, it makes you mad enough to do it just so that it will shut up.
I was cursed. But that doesn’t excuse my actions. And I wanted you to know the truth, the whole truth, and not just the cliff notes of exactly why I did what I did. If you can forgive me, then you’re just as much a princess as you should be and I commend you for that. If not, then I will never contact you again. I leave this decision up to you entirely and thank you for at least allowing me to explain my position.