I know what to do now.
Dark's realisation shot ice cold chills down his spine. What was this feeling again? Oh yes. Excitement.
It had been at least a month since Dark had met Mark, and he had found out a lot about his subject. Markiplier was the name Mark called himself for his Youtube channel that bore the same name. Every day Mark would record, and Dark would watch. Dark got to know his counterpart through his videos, and every time Dark would leave Mark's point of view feeling much stronger than before. The chains had never found him since he had escaped, and he counted on never meeting them again.
He had a plan.
Now all I have to do is wait for the idiot to start recording. His powers had always been stronger when Mark was connecting himself to the outside world. This will be my power source, Dark noted, whatever the "internet" is.
Lucky for him, Mark would be recording a video of the horror game Raspy Hill in a few hours. Time for some patience training I guess.
•~~•~~•~~•~~•As Mark started playing the game, Dark immediately recognized the landscape. It's the same as my base and Mark's dream! Dark knew that Mark must have recognized it as well. He's uncannily good at hiding his true feelings, Dark mused. Who could forget this place?
As the game progressed, glowing humanoid creatures began to appear, chasing the player throughout the world. A horrible screeching sound slowly grew louder and louder as the monsters closed in for the kill. My kind of horror, Dark thought, smiling to himself.
When the player's death was obviously inevitable, Dark made his move. Just as the creatures swarmed the screen, Dark burst out from hiding and forcefully took Mark into his control. He made him stare into the camera, a grin slowly but steadily spreading across his face. A surge of energy flowed through Dark's system, and, using Mark's mouth, he formed words.
I don't quite feel like myself.
Dark twitched his victim's head and forced a laugh.
I've been having strange dreams lately.
A gasp.
But now you're here.
And I'll make you feel right at home.
Dark felt more power then he had ever felt before. Using all his strength, he depicted scenes from the game, the mannequins swarming the screen, their buzzing screaming in his brain. He weaved all the images together, and finished his dialogue.
Welcome to Raspy Hill.
Enjoy your stay.
Suddenly, Dark was jerked out of his position. No! His restraints were back, cold and hard. Unforgiving. I was so close...
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Demonside: Dark Beginnings [COMPLETED]
FanfictionAlone, unwanted, but determined. As long as he can remember, Dark has been those things. There is no one to help him but himself, and he is trapped by his host's will. However, young demon Darkiplier is headstrong and inexperienced. He is sure he wi...