My name is Ben. Son of MrCreepypasta. You might think that means that I'm insane or scary. But don't worry, I haven't killed anyone YET. My "father" told me that being his son had only one rule.
"So," he had said in his loud voice, "you want to be my son?"
"Y-yes." I said terrified.
"I only require one thing, a promise."
"Anything."
"Promise me this, you will silence ANYONE who disgraces your name. Ben son of Creepypasta, and Lord of the Terrors."
I paused. Do I really Want this? To leave my family and friends for power? MY sanity for invincibility adn immortality? HELL YEA.
