The darkness surrounding every part of Damon was deep, darkness was an enemy he'd fought before, he'd fight it hard even if the dark was gonna win but over time, with its constant visit to his life, he'd learn to befriend the darkness, the darkness had taken the form of a friend, an invisible yet visible friend... He no longer fights with it, doesn't chase it away, he just learns to embrace it in his pain. The dark had taken a place in his body, it was a little space before but not anymore, he'd given it a large portion of himself and he has no regret... He doesn't fear the dark again, he'd embrace it and he doesn't care how it would consume him, fighting it didn't help. Damon felt lightweight, his whole body was impassive, and he couldn't feel anything... That's one of the advantages of being one with darkness, the relief from all the pain he used to feel. He doesn't feel any form of emotional or physical misery... He just felt empty. Was he dead? He could not comprehend his ina
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