Time and Time again. [Dark/ YN] P1
Over and over your form has experience life, death -love, loss. You were brought to and fro through the boundless fates and endeavors by him. Once more and you were back in the darkness, the never ending shadows, the void. You were here once again and each time you’d forget a little less of what it was like in the living world. Whatever memory it took, it gave you power. You were becoming more like whatever kept your soul here.
“Well, well. Look who’s back.”
The voice echoed, overlapped but it was a voice you were all too familiar with at this point. He didn’t truly have a name, or perhaps he had too many and never stuck with one; why would he? He was a demon, the void itself. Simply, you just called him whatever came to mind;
“Dark.”
Your voice was tired. Slowly, you rose from your feet, lingering in the air as any solid flooring became the nothingness. Used to the lack of gravity, you spun, feeling the freedom of free space and unshackling void. Turning, a man in a white suit came into view. He simply stood there, craning his neck from side to side as his ring decorated hands clasped together; his dark eyes never leaving you. A blank stare but had so much behind it. A twitching fringe of blue and red contorted around his frame. It affected him each time you two met.
“So, y/n. Tell me, what was it this time? Shot? Heights?” He began to step towards you, his voice echoing around the void that surrounded you two. “Sewer monsters? Zombies?” He appeared in front of you, then behind you. You didn’t even bother turning to him as he and his words danced around you. “Oh, y/n.” He’d sigh. “If only you’d stop following him to these fates. You know how it ends, and how it continues to end.”
“And?”
A shiver was sent up your spin as his hand held your upper arm, jerking your back flush against him, his fingertips slowly digging into your arms. Stoic, yet you could feel your ‘breath’ hitch in your throat. Dark never got physical, he typically used his words as his weapons. Your lips flattened together.
“And?” Dark’s presence was close to your back, almost crushing you with his imposing presence. You could almost feel the confliction crack at his shell. “Do you enjoy being his plaything? A partner in crime that will always get the short end of the stick?” His robust voice hovered just mere inches from your ear.
“And what am I to do when I go back?” You peered over your shoulder, your faces being so close yet so far. You could only stare him down. He was always so full of questions but never having any answers. No. More like he never liked to give answers. “My fate always seems to be trying to find the correct path. What am I to do, Dark?” Your voice hit hard as you called him by his given name. He gently pulled back. His eyes looking you up and down before he faded and appeared right in front of you. You turned to look at him with expectancy.
“Stay with me. Or, if you value being ‘among the living’, stay at the Manor.” He slowly gives you a toothy grin as he peered down at you, hands pulled back and clasped behind his back as he lean forward. “You know all that linger there. It’ll be like…” He looked off into the distance, a face of false awe before looking back down to you. “...like your very own castle.” Dark looked at you, sitting in the swill of a lack or response as you stared up at him. Stay with him? Or somewhere where he could reach you at the flex of a finger. You swallowed.
What will you choose?
S T A Y ? or L E A V E ?
[[A/N: This is my first time publically writing things for the Ego!Pliers so apologies if this is a tad OOC. Part 2 will be based on how many comments/msgs I get for whichever choice! ^^]]