It entered inside my body at once and I was able to see it because at the moment of its entrance I stood in front of a mirror. It wasn't me that I thought I was to be. It clawed at my insides and stammered my thoughts. Twisted and distorted my sight. Showed me the void. The Dark Magick. Came out of the flames of hellfire. Surrounded by an infinite force. Was I mocking it or was it mocking me? I studied its movement. I watched it walk. With every step, I stepped with it.
Every time I stopped it died just a little more.
Immersed in secret silence, I knew that it couldn't breathe in isolation.