In the abyss there was a cloud of darkness which floated around casually, kind of like nothing was controlling it and it was just on passive mode but suddenly the cloud of darkness started to jolt and move until it made the figure of an indistinct man.
The figure reached his hands up slowly and touched his face which had no facial features except the vague shape of a head, the fingers of the being passed right through its own head causing the head to disperse like fog on a sunny day.
The figure was surprisingly calm as its face reconstructed from the sudden disruption of its own hand, ‘I am alive’ the figure made of darkness said as it used perception to look round the abyss. What it ‘saw’ was an overabundance of darkness and water, he also saw creatures far away many like the ones that almost killed him and turned him into this thing that he is now. Yes, this person or rather thing of darkness which resembled a human was none other than Xavier who was betrayed and thrown all the way into a form of hell. Overcome with hatred and the burning desire for revenge he is willing to do anything to gain power and slaughter those who done him wrong, even if it includes giving up his humanity he would gladly do it.
{Master, the evolution is complete, and you have started on the path of the darkness, this will be a hard path fill with many things which would terrify the average person to death, even the strongest man will succumb to his fears and die}. The system sounded out awakening him from his thoughts on revenge pulling him back to his current situation which was precarious to say the least.
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Xavier didn’t say a single word or rather he couldn’t, a being of darkness can only speak to other being of elements and even the system couldn’t bypass the limitation of the ancient clan of elements. Gazing toward the distance with pain he floated forward leaving behind a slight trial of darkness which disappeared shortly after. What laid in from of him was a tomb, but not any tomb, no this tomb had the name Xavier. For whatever reason his tomb laid in this god forsaken place where evil runs rampant and the strong will do anything they so desire.
Xavier’s eyes filled with pain as the realization that he is dead, and he is no longer not really, he is nothing, but his hatred and resignation come to life in another form, a form only meant for destruction. His deep dark eyes glazed over with a deeper darkness, one which would swallow the soul in sadness as the saying goes, when darkness weeps the end shall come for darkness is impenetrable but once it weeps it shall break and true evil shall prevail.
The darkness in his eyes didn’t break through and become tears instead they spread and covered his eyes in this darkness turning them into a black never seen, a black which would even swallow a black hole.
{Darkness’s sadness- when darkness weeps the end shall come for darkness is impenetrable but once it weeps it shall break and true evil shall prevail.}
With the addition to the sounding of the system his eyes fully clouded over with the deep darkness and what was once left of his human like emotions in his eyes disappeared as a primal anger took over and instincts to survive and devour rampaged within before his face od darkness split and over 60 percent of his face was covered with a mouth which released a feral grin. Its black nasty tongue folded out of his mouth before licking its own lips and retreated in its lair leaving only some out flowing around like a snake’s tongue.