It was another day waking up somewhere I didn't remember. It was dark and snowy all around and seemed almost familiar. I shook it off and tried to remember how I got here. Last I had remembered I was at some soft of interview with someone who I also thought was a little familiar and I got in trouble then suddenly I ended up here. I couldn't remember a thing which was pretty normal for me. I decided to walk around and see if I could find anywhere to go. I came across what seemed to be an abandoned cabin.
As I entered everything looked very familiar. There was a shattered mirror, a fireplace, and a pile of logs (if there was more in the cabin it was too unimportant for Wilford to remember it and it wasn't anyone else forgetting what was there) I approached the broken mirror and stared at it for a moment reaching out to touch it but I was startled by the door slamming against the wall. "What...are you doing here..?" A voice echoed through the room. It sounded dark, nostalgic, and almost in a way broken. I turned around and I was face to face with him. Something about the way he looked reminded me of someone but I couldn't place who it reminded me of. "Do I know you?" I laughed nervously.
He somehow teleported around the room "...I suppose not. You don't remember much from back then and even then that isn't really me." Nothing he said made any sense to me and I laughed nervously searching for any name i could remember "uh...steve right? Haha...been a long time old pal." He shook his head as he teleported in front of me smiling. It was quiet for a moment as he stood there "Darkiplier. You can call me dark though. Although you won't remember that name..." I stared at him confused for a moment trying to figure out who he was "do I know you by an alias or something..? I know a lot of people know me by my fake names so thats not unusual." He shook his head again and teleported in front of the fireplace "It's a name that's not even really fully mine...one you probably remember well...you probably remember me as Damien..."
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Old friends (a wilford x dark fanfic)
FanfictionThis is in no way a continuation of my will and damien fanfic. i like darkstache just as much as wamien so i thought why not make more ego stuff.
