Darkiplier

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Markiplier and Darkiplier

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Mark walked into his flat and shut the door behind him.

Just to be on the safe side, Mark locked the door and pushed a chair up against the door.

He ran his hand through his hair and looked into the mirror.

Instead if his own eyes looking back at him, all he saw was red.

Red eyes filled with an all too familiar blood lust.

Darkiplier.

Good afternoon Mark

Dark...

You don't sound to pleased to see me

What you did today Dark. You can't do that.

Dark smirked

Did you not enjoy my little rampage?

Not when you have to take over my mind to do so!

I just a figment of your imagination Mark

No you're not. You made me kill those people! I have a reputation to maintain! I could get arrested.

That doesn't bother me.

Well it bothers me! You need to get out of my head and leave me alone!

You and I both know that's impossible Mark.

Why? Tell me why you won't leave!

Because I am you Mark.

Mark paused and stared into Darks shining eyes.

What are you on about?

I wasn't lying when I said I was a figment of your imagination. I am you Mark. There is no Markiplier. And there is no Darkiplier. You wanted all those people to die. I was just someone you could blame it on. I do not exist as your bad side. You are me.

Welcome the true and only Darkiplier.

Mark turned away from the mirror his red eyes shining.

He was Darkiplier.

And this time...

He was back for good.

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