It's Dark in Here
It's dark... I like dark. But this darkness is so...calm. I want darkness to be powerful and hungry! I want darkness to consume everything the world holds dear! But here lies the darkness... Consuming me of my sanity through isolation and emptiness.
'Where am I?', I keep asking myself the same question over and over again... It's too dark for even my bright and piercing red eyes to see. I cannot find my way... Mapping out the walls is a good idea if the walls were only existent. I knew better than to know this is no ordinary prison. This may be the worst kind of imprisonment... Having freedom to move anywhere and yet reach nothing.
I must be in a void of some kind. A dimension where nothing exists... except me. Is this a joke? I am the Dark Star! The embodiment of darkness and the harbinger of fear, sorrow, and destruction! What makes you think that it must be so fitting of a dark, malignant, and emotionless being to have an empty and bottomless hole to call home!
I wander aimlessly through the void desperate to at least have some sign of hope. 'I am lost... The powerful being I was is no more. I am forgotten. There is no use...', I scold myself. If it weren't for those two plumbers and that brute I'd be enjoying myself watching the world go to sleep in the dark power's embrace.
They defeated me gloriously... Even with the dark power completed, they still overthrew me. I couldn't help but admire the trio for their power and bravery... and stupidity. How they dare stand up to me still baffles me to this day.
They supposedly finished me off. I exploded high up in the sky and disappeared taking the darkness along with me. I thought I died... I would've been happier if I did.
But that wasn't the case... It turns out I have been turned into a different state because of the explosion. My essence scattered across the world forcing me into an unstable state of existence. My physical form was destroyed. But I am darkness and darkness cannot be rid of. And now I live within myself... Inside the shadows of the world...
I don't know if I understand such things myself. Being both physical and an abstract entity is simple enough. But having to understand when to switch forms can be difficult. I had understood that when the physical form is destroyed, the abstract form is freed and becomes the entity's primary state. What I don't seem to understand is if my body will return...
I am a different kind of entity... I am immortal. I cannot die, yet my body is mortal. Maybe things will be clear enough for me in the next millennia or so...
But now I'm stuck here... Reliving every memory I have and conflicted in my own thoughts... My existence is a torture.
Then a bright light appeared. Relief flooded me and my hopes were heightened incredibly. Never in my life had I been so happy to see light! Freedom is now within my reach! I can finally resume my reign of destruction!
But the light was only a brief flash. What felt like hours basking in relief was in truth just a moment of false hope. The hope and relief that built up threatened to come crashing down on me. If there was something around, it would have been obliterated. I don't even know where to vent my frustrations at! I felt so lost now... I was too hopeful for my own good.
Just as I was about to scold myself for being so desperate, I felt an unknown force beckoning me to wherever it came from. I was drawn towards it. But before I knew it, I was being pulled in against my will. A black hole... A portal.
I struggle to fight the pull. But something in the back of my conscience tells me to ride the rift. I weigh my choices being unsure where this will lead to. This place is not the best, but it certainly isn't the worst. Experience taught me to be more cautious and this portal seems to be suspicious. It may lead to somewhere better though... I have made my choice.
I enter it and slowly plunge into unconsciousness.