My Life As Amythyst Night+More

Confrontation With Your Demons

*Everyone knows what happened that Night at the demon dance so this takes place afterwards when I dissapeared*

I arrive back where the Prince was, slightly surprised that he's still there. Dark Magic still hangs in the air like a fog.

He looks at me. His amber eyes glow and he watches as I approach.

"If I join you, will you spare my friends and family?" I ask, straight to the point. He looks amused. He seems to think about it for a few minutes.

"Sure Princess. If that's what you really want." He sheathes his claws and his hands glow. (You know he's lying and I'm just too oblivious to know that.) The ground shakes as darkness gathers in his hands. It shoots into the air.

"What is....?" I trail off as black clouds quickly form in the sky. The temperature drops about 15°.

"What is this for?" I ask, looking at my wrist. "That's our bond Princess. Its what ties you to me-since you don't seem to understand blood ties." He explains, showing me the same symbol on his palm. "Will it be gone when this transfer is complete?" I ask. 

He nods, his eyes narrow as he approaches. I wince as the dark magic gathers again. "Just let it drag you under. Don't fight and it won't hurt. As much anyways." I watch as the dark magic grows darker and swirls around me. I feel the pin pricks along my skin and goosebumps spread over my arms. 

I feel my mind start to cloud with dark thoughts and I just close my eyes and let them run through. I feel my magic increase to the point that it burns. My claws come out and curl, pricking my palms. 

My body burns with the magic as it filters through my blood, darkening my veins. My hair turns black and my eyes are obsidian purple. My wings streak down with black and my skin goes pale. 

Energy courses through me and I feel the burning lessen as the dark magic is absorbed into me. The magic in my mind starts to cloud my memories. (Idk how to explain how Corruption feels so just imagine it yourself)

I land on the ground on my hands and knees. I look up into the room and it seems to be spinning..? My vision suddenly clears, and everything is sharper and the dark magic spikes up. A smug look is visible on the Princes and he looks down at me. For some reason, I laugh. Power surges through my veins and I form a ball of dark magic with ease. 

The Prince holds his hand out and I take it. His hand is oddly warm. "Welcome Princess." He helps me up. I brush myself off. "What now?" I ask, keeping the glowing ball of magic in my hands. "Now we begin. What place should be our first target?" He asks, a large map appears in front of us.

I feel an odd sensation, one of....sick glee. I have the power to destroy almost every pack in my wake (Except for those Tier 1 pps that refuse to flipping die and dodge every attack you throw at them >:(

I look around and decide on a smaller pack. He nods and we open our ink black wings and fly off.

*This is just a quick behind the scenes memory of how I was corrupted. Yes, looking back, I was a fool for doing this and I hope you all can forgive me*

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