Jack's POV (memory)
"Damn...it...why?"
I tried to speak as I coughed up blood. I was hurt badly and suffered severe injuries, I could die. I shuddered and twitched from the thought as I laid on the ground, unable to move.
"Sorry Antisepticeye, I have my own reasons for this that I am definitely not sharing with you."
I always hated that name. I was forced to wear it in shame for all of my life up till now. My blood boiled to a fever pitch as I tried to scream out in anger, but to no avail. All I was able to get out was a gurgle.
"...M...Mark...I...will...not...die..." I attempted to speak more softly because I was clearly unable to raise my voice.
He looked at me with one eyebrow raised. "Mark? Who is that? You know my name is Dark. Oh I see, you are losing the ability to speak from the pain aren't ya?"
I nodded and looked Dark in the eye. He shaked his head.
"Goodbye, Anti" He said with a quiet yet stern tone and narrowed his eyes.
He walked away, never to be seen or heard of inside of the demon realm.
That was two years ago.
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