Prologue
The wind is blowing. It is a refreshing wind. Dry..., but refreshing nonetheless. As i stand here, with my core pushed outwards like a randy silverback, i listen to the the absolute silence of the world around me and gaze outwards at the cosmos beyond. The beating drum of my heart grows more intense as i fall further into this deep trance. I am in heaven. Let this be paradise and let me walk free- let me leave this place and start anew. Unfortunately, this harmony is short-lived as it hits me where i actually am, what i am actually doing, and what i actually am.
What am i, you may ask? Why am i even talking to you? Well, that is a question that will come to pass but for now all i will tell you is my name. The name is such a vital part of our identity- what makes us human. The trouble is i have had many names so what does that make me? Am i many times what a man could be or does it mean i am not a man at all? All i know, as i look out to the stars, is that the people of this world know me by one name...- Darkness.