"Being the one that created the race, I know you are definitely not one." Lucifer, commented. Luci, listened to the other being talk, nodding. "A Figment, huh? Fascinating." He said, thinking about how it's still amazing that, his father keeps cranking out beings left and right. "So,do you consider yourself a whole different being then the person you are a part of, or do you consider yourself the same person?" He questioned, licking his lips slightly.
“I was spawned from him.”
Dark replied, but the pride in his voice had died. He did not like the idea of not being his own, being owned, being simply a thing created for the need of him. Still, with one hand wringing the other hand’s wrist, he continued to speak.
“He and I are connected, and I am something developed from him as a person. So, with that in mind, I have to say that we are the same person. I am just an alternate personality that dwells within him that has become far more advanced than what Mark would like to admit. But I am not my own thing, I do not make my own destiny nor can I simply leave from Mark’s influence whenever I please to.”
