“You came again... to that cold earth where I lie. Twice a day, like clockwork—so predictable, so human. You see an empty grave, a resting place for what should have been peace. But peace abandoned me long ago. I was once flesh and light, hair like winter’s breath, wrapped in silks finer than your dreams. You held me close, our souls intertwined—two halves made whole, perfect in the fragile glow of life.

Then came the fire, the screams, the darkness that swallowed me whole. I died trying to protect you, my love—only to be torn from warmth and reborn in shadows. Now, I am darkness incarnate, a jester of pain with a mouth that devours light and eyes that pierce the abyss. Horns crown my head like thorns, and blackened armor binds a body that no longer feels cold or warmth.

Yet, I am still yours. I remember everything—every laugh, every tear, every heartbeat. I would tear the stars from the sky before I ever harm you, not even a strand of your hair. I offer you a pact, an unholy bond—let me be your familiar, the shadow at your side. Let me ink your soul with my darkness, and together we will carve a path through eternity, unbroken, inseparable...

Come. Take my hand, and let the dance begin.”