It was dark. The man didn't like it. Instead, he much preferred light, that way he could /see/ whom he was after. But, sadly, life doesn't always give you what you want. Instead, he was stuck with the dark gloom. Barely was he able to make out his own damn hand.
Shaking his head in annoyance, the demon sighed before sitting down heavily. He needed a damn break....
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On the other side of the world, a glitching man was pacing, his lean body tense. Every so often, his acidic eyes would brighten, and wisps of neon green smoke would escape from his irises. He could sense change on its way. Now, if that was good or bad, he couldn't tell.
But it was /something/. He growled softly to himself. Twitching and glitching fiercer, he gripped his hair. He needed a goddamn break!
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Back in the USA, but miles from the first demon, a young [h/c] girl was boredly looking up FanFiction. As her [e/c] orbs flickered over the bright screen, something caught her eye. Clicking the link, she was brought to a strange website of sorts.
In front of her, the images of two widely-known YouTubers were plastered on the black background. Below, she read something along the lines of "missing", but she wasn't sure, seeing as the entire page had begun glitching. Unaware of what to do, she quickly tried closing out of the tab...