Light fades and Darkness consumes

Alexis is dead. Alexander is dead. Malkator is dead.

My girlfriend, my father, and the only person I've ever considered my friend.

They're all gone.

So what do I have left? My light has faded. There is nothing left.



And so I'll turn to darkness.


The Convocation offered to repair my body. They warned me that I might lose myself. Become filled with nothing but darkness.

It doesn't matter at this point. I accepted. They fixed me up.

The new arm is great. Stronger, with scales as strong as titanium, feathers black as night, and talons harder than diamonds.

There were a few... unintentional side effects of the healing. The wings will certainly take some getting used to. But all in all, I feel better. My wounds are gone, and with the light gone, I no longer feel pain for what I've lost. I no longer feel guilt, or remorse. The emotions that used to hold me back are nonexistent.

Andrew Miles is dead. The Crow is no more.

I am something so much better.

I am the Black Crow.

And you humans will learn to fear me.

Malkator came up to me and Myrir this morning to talk.

“I'm leaving,” he said. “I made my decision, and I know what I have to do. I just wanted to say goodbye to both of you.”

He immediately vanished into the God's Way.

It didn't feel right. That was no normal goodbye. I released my birds and ordered them to go find him. They immediately informed me that he was in New York City, near the Chrysler building. I took the Bleak Shore and arrived there.

There were a lot of people gathered at the buildings balcony. The Game Master, the Bloody Biker, a man in a lab coat, who I assume is the Scientist. Daniel, O'Zalia, Estren, and Malkator were all there. And then, there was the device. A large machine that reaked of eldritch energy. Malkator stood on the edge of the balcony, facing the device.

“What are you going to do?” I demanded.

“I'm going to put an end to the Game Master's plan,” he said. “When I had that vision the other day, I saw what this device is capable of. It's an eldritch bomb, which the Game Master plans to destroy the world with. But I can't let that happen.”

Malkator's tongues shot from his mouth, entangling the device and pulling it in. It shouldn't have been able to fit, but something happened to the universe surrounding Malkator (I'm assuming something to do with his mana), and the device twisted in a way that allowed his second mouth to consume it. Every one gasped.

“What did you do that for!?” Daniel yelled.

“My body is strong enough to restrain the explosion,” Malkator said. “You guys and the rest of the world will be safe from it.”

Daniel stepped forward. “But what about you?” he asked.

Malkator smiled, as tears fell from his eyes. “This isn't about me,” he said. “It never was. You're the hero of this story. Save the world.”

He jumped backwards, falling from the building. I pushed Daniel out of the way and jumped down after him. As I fell, I reached into my pack and pulled my whip out. I lassoed him around the waist with it, trying to save him. But it was too late. The bomb went off. The explosion consumed us both.

Malkator died. And I couldn't stop it.

I barely survived the explosion. My right arm was destroyed completely, and the rest of my body was severely damaged. It hurts just to type this.

But I had too. I had to get the word out. I had to tell you ungrateful worms what he sacrificed to save you all.

It's such a same. I guess the title was wrong. A new Fear will not be born.

Completion

Dyson was apparently on his way to see me earlier today. However, he was attacked by one of the Game Master's Emissaries, the one called the Leopard. I saw him from a few blocks away on my way back to Myrir's place after going to a store. I got involved and killed the Leopard. Dyson was injured badly. He told me to eat him. Of course, it would have been merciful for me to kill him, and the fragment of the Vision he carried would have become a part of me, but I didn't want to eat him.

Instead, I used my powers to heal him.

"Are you sure you don't want to become complete?" he asked me. "You're going to need her power soon."
I sighed. "Look, if you want me to take her mind from you, I know a way I might be able to do it without killing you," I said.
"You do?" he asked.
"Yeah," I replied. "Hold still."

I did the same thing I did to Bill Dawson. I used my mana to look into his soul, and seperate the Vision from him, pulling her into my body.

"Chaos magic?" he said. "How can you have mastered it so quickly? It took the Ace Of Chaos years to perfect that style."
"I guess I'm some kind of prodigy or something," I said.

We parting ways, and I had a vision shortly after.

I know what future Daniel was talking about. The decision I have to make. The decision that will effect the entire world.

And like he said; it's an easy one for me to make.

Time to move my pieces.

Guess What!!!!!

Sorry, couldn't resist posting that.

But yeah, long story short, Myrir and I shagged and it was awesome.

What's that? You want details?

TOO BAD!!


I'm gonna go get drunk. Later bitches,

A Decision

While Crow and I were in Denny's, the other Daniel approached me. He said I would need to go see Myrir. It took us a few days, but we found her.

"Hey," she said. "I haven't seen you guys in a while."
"Yeah," I said. "This crazy guy from the future said I need to see you."
"You mean the pale guy, right?" she asked. "He came to me too. He said I needed to spend some time with you. "
"Why?" Crow asked.
"I don't know," she said. "But you guys can go ahead and stay here a while."
"Alright," I said. "As long as Slendy doesn't show up."

So yeah we're staying with Myrir. Also, the future Daniel showed up again.

"What is it this time?" I asked.
"In a few days, you're going to be faced with a decision," he said. "The choice you make will effect the entire world."
"How so?" I asked.
"It's complicated," he said. "But the decision itself should be easy enough for you to make. You just have to remember who you are."

He placed something in my hand and vanished. It was a chess piece. Specifically, a Queen.

I love Denny's

I really do. Their french toast is just sooooooooooo good. Um, anyway, this is Crow. After our fight with Bill, we took a brief break and then went to California to go help Daniel. I've never seen the Archangel like that, and I hope I never will again. We got it to retreat, then Malkator and I went to Denny's to celebrate. After a while, we had this conversation about things...

"I'm sorry," he said.
"For what?" I replied.
"For what happened to Alexander," he replied.
"It's not your fault," I said. "It's no one's fault. Alexander tried to protect me, and he died because of it. The only person I blame is Piksel."
"I'm surprised a Fear would take a bullet for one of its servants," Malkator said.
"There's something I never really told anyone about Alexander," I said, hesitating a little bit, "Do you remember when I told you that Alexander's connection to the hivemind was distorted due to a head injury?"
"Yeah," Malkator said. "Why?"
"I lied," I admitted. "The truth is..."

And then I told him. I wasn't sure about it at first, but I thinks it's what he would have wanted.

It was several months ago, before the tournament. I was on a mission. The job was to eliminate a murderous Slender Proxy chick. I found her with a group of other proxies, and I went in. She was dead in minutes. I tried to leave immediately after, without spilling anymore blood. But there was this one stubborn Proxy tried to stop me. Took a few bolts of lightning to bring him down long enough to escape.

After that, I went back home to my parent's house. I spent the next few days thinking about what I'd done. Killing's never easy for me. Anyway, a couple days later, the same proxy from before attacked my house. But this time he was enhanced.

I'll give you 3 tries to guess who he was. If any of those guesses were David Kallaway, then you guessed right. That was his girlfriend I had killed, and he was pretty pissed.

We fought for a while, and I eventually got him to retreat. My house had been destroyed. And amongst the rubble was my father, who had been impaled by a broken support beam during all the chaos. I tried to will him to live. He was faded fast. I did what I had to do. I begged to the Convocation. I asked them to save him. I'm not sure how they did it, but after a few minutes, there was a small black crow lying where my dad had just been.

Alexander wasn't just a member of the Convocation. He was my father. That's why he had his own personality. That's why he took that bullet for me.

"I had no idea the Convocation could do that," Malkator said,
"Neither did I," I replied.

We sat there a little while longer before Mr. future man showed up. He said something to Malkator and then left. Not sure what it was, but Malkator said we'd have to leave soon.

The 9th Plague

This is Crow. Malkator is sleeping, so I'm gonna write this post. That's right, I still know his password. He hasn't changed it since the tournament.

Anyway, we showed up in Egypt, outside these old ruins. There were dead bodies everywhere.

"What is this place?" I asked
"Before this all started, Bill Dawson was an Egyptologist," Malkator said. "This must be the tome where he disturbed the Nightlanders. He must have chose this place for the 9th plague because of his connection to it."
"And killed all the researchers here in the process," I said. "I hate guys like that. He had no good reason to kill these people."
"I know," he said.
"He's probably inside, right?" I asked.
"I think so," he said. "Let's get moving."

We approached the entrance. Then the shadows started moving. The 9th plague was starting.. Nightlanders appeared from everywhere, surrounding us.

"We have to beat them before they black out the sky," Malkator said, drawing his sword.
"You think these things are vulnerable to mana?" I asked.
"I'm saving that for a last resort," he replied. "Let's try and cut them all down."

We fought for a while, trying to fight them all off. After a while, I saw him appear, right behind Malkator. I went with my instincts and shoved Malkator out of the way. Bill grabbed my and pulled me under the ground, into the deepest parts of the tomb. He pinned me to the wall, with a hand around my throat. Whatever humanity was left in him was nearly gone now. He was almost completely shadow now.

"I was about to finish off that Demi-God pest," he said. "But you'll do for now."
"Like hell!" I said, striking him with a bolt of lightning.

That was enough to get him off of me, but he was still standing. He summoned a dark blade in each hand and charged at me. I dodged him and drew the sword I got from Malkator a while ago. I fought back against him, but not very well. I'm not too good with a sword, and he was way faster than me. He slashed me across the chest. Birds flew out and attacked him, but he cut them all down easily. I  tried shocking him again. It slowed him down some, just long enough for me to drive my sword into his chest. He melted into the floor and reappeared behind he. I turned to block his attack. His strike was so strong that my sword shattered and he slashed my shoulder. I fell to the ground.

"How pathetic," he said, standing over me with his blade pointed at my face. a shadowy ooze flowed from his open wound, but he ignored it. my birds made another attempt to attack him, but he slashed through all of them and turned his attention back to me. Then a huge fireball hit him from the side. Malkator had arrived.

"You okay?" he asked me.
"More or less," I replied. "What happened with the Nightlanders?"
"The Rake and EAT showed up," he said. "They're dealing with things up there."
"No!" Bill exclaimed. "No! All my work has been ruined! You bastards! I'll kill you all!"

He and Malkator started fighting. It went on for a while. Malkator managed to get the upper hand, then he did something weird. There was this bright silver light, and Bill was separated from the shadows. The darkness all left his body and fled. Bill fell to the ground. With his powers, the wound I had dealt him earlier was starting to take its toll.

"What did you do?" I asked.
"The same thing the Ace Of Chaos did to Silvermist," he replied. "I used chaos magic to tear the Nightlanders out of his soul."
"You can do that?" I asked.
"Apparently," Malkator said. "Not sure how I mastered that power so quickly though..."

He healed my wounds and then we went back to America. Bill may have been defeated, but I don't think the Archangel's going to take it as a defeat. I'm sure we'll still have to deal with him.