Damien was gone. Darkiplier was what remains. You were begging yourself to find some sort of comfort in him, due to Damien’s ‘death’, and he knew this. He would often notice your emotional absence, and attempt to comfort you, just as Damien once did, yet for his own gain. He wanted to gain your trust, to use you, manipulate you. Yet you were too blinded by your loss to see this. He has you wrapped around his finger. “It’s alright, dear.. Life is ours to choose..” He mumbles into your ear.