Hello humans. I am Damien. (Jax: it's not his real name!) me: JAX ARE YOU TRYING TO GET US KILLED? Sorry, Jax is slightly unstable! *nervous laugh* (Jax: YOU ARE TOO YA DUMBASS!) Me: Jax... If I were you I would shut the fuck up... That's what I thought. Uhh I am 19, I am a killer, I am a creepypasta; Slender follower, not Zalgo. I use, a Katana named Grim, three throwing knives (Jax: Jeff is so fucking jealous...) and I have the ability to read minds as well as not being able to feel pain. (Ticci Toby: WHAT?!?) Well, I have killings to attend to, goodbye humans. (Jax: FUCK YOU ALL!)