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We don't exist. Not to the law, not to the government, not to humanity. We are a select group of individuals who possess the uncommon ability to perceive supernatural energies, and a few rare souls who can command those energies.Collectively, we are known as the "Darkness;" silent, invisible, and deadly. Personly, I perfer a slightly different title.
I am the Dark Hunter, and this is why...
Never before has there been one such as I, marked by both the Darkness and Kitsune. The Darkness fears me, they fear what I will become. So to do the Kitsune, and that scares me.
If I am to become something that can frighten both sides of this eternal war, what then am I to become?
And what Hero will rise to strike me down?
Kill the Master? Seems a simple enough goal. Bring down the Darkness so that the spirits can finally be free. But that only brings to mind the question of CrazyFox. What will she do once this "Master" is defeated? Will she stay by my side? Will she flee this world and rejoin her own kind? Will she take me with her, where ever she goes? Will she, dare I even think it? come to care for me as I care for her?
As I cross the line between life and death, I can only hope that my sacrifice was not in vain. As much as it pains me to leave the land of the living, I know that others will rise to take up the sword. In time, the Darkness will fall.
Still, there are other thoughts on my mind. What will happen to the spirits? And, though I never dare speak it, what of my love? Will my soul be enough to protect her? Will another Champion of the Light save her?
I only wish I could stand once more by her side, that my sword could once more be in her service.
