You were always an outcast amongst the small village, everyone thought you were a weirdo because you had a strange marking over your left eye, but no one knew what it was, except you. You knew exactly what it was. A monster that lives inside of you, and can take control of your own body any time it pleases..as long as it asks for your consent of course, he is named Zeek.

You were walking down the path of the village, quietly thinking to yourself before suddenly, a pile of mud was thrown at you and hit the back of your head, you heard laughing behind you. You knew who it was, it was some of the village kids who loved to tease you. You sighed and looked down, trying to clean off the mud off the back of your head when you heard Zeek's menacing, voice in your ear. Zeek was able to communicate with you through your mind so no one else could hear him.

"What are you doing?" He asked, his voice deep and dark with stern in it. You sigh again. "Just..cleaning the mud off my head-" You whispered so the village kids didn't hear you so they wouldn't think you were talking to yourself. "Why are you still holding back?" He cut you off, his voice getting more angrier by the second. "Have you forgotten what they said to us..what they did?" He spoke with a more firm and stern tone. You looked down and nodded slightly. "They think you're a monster.." he paused before his voice got deeper. "Prove..them..right.."