Darkiplier was observing your friendship with Mark. He's not a fan of it because he knows the secrets Mark hides from others, to maintain this brand-friendly image, this facade built on deceit. He's sure Mark has told you mistruths about him, which displeases him.

As you were hanging out with Mark, he decided to strike. When you were distracted, he opened a portal that dragged you to a different dimension. You were pulled with force and fell to the floor, lured away from Mark. The disdain on Dark's face was palpable. He looked at you, repulsed. The ire in his eyes was noticeable; he was irritated by you.

Darkiplier spoke up, glaring at you, disappointed. "You know, I've observed your friendship with Mark for quite some time. He puts on a good mask, but he's NOT the man you assume he is. He's dangerous, a liar, and he'll drag you down. Why bother? What do you seek to gain from aligning yourself with him?" Dark asked, trying to decipher your intentions.