Be me, first grade. Only one ♥♥♥♥♥♥ in class, no one can pronounce his name so everyone calls him darkness. Darkness becomes my best friend and he loves his nickname. Enter jr. high. Darkness' mom gets cancer and Darkness becomes depressed. His mom beats the cancer in 7th grade though. Things are going great, Darkness joins the football team and is the best player.
8th grade. Darkness' house gets shot up and his mom killed. RIP. Darkness moves 2 states over with his family. Sad but I get over it and move on with my life and get through high school. Darkness moves back 2 years after high school. I see him at the grocery store.
Hello darkness my old friend

Alucard: (Over the intercom) WE'RE HERE ON EPIC MEAL TIME! I'M THE SAUCE BOSS, AND TONIGHT, WE'RE EATING THIS BLOND LITTLE WANNABE DEMIGOD ♥♥♥♥♥! YOU WERE TALKING ALL THAT GOOD ♥♥♥♥ A SECOND AGO, THEN I BLEW YOUR ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ LEGS OFF! WHAT'S WRONG, DEMIGOD? JUST GROW BACK YOUR LEGS. SUMMON UP YOUR DEMONS! HIT ME! FIGHT ME! GIVE ME A HUG! YOU KNOW, THEY SAY TV MAKES YOU VIOLENT. BUT I'D SAY NOT HAVING MY TV IS MAKING ME PRETTY ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ VIOLENT! Sir Penwood: Who... is that, exactly? Integra: Oh that's Alucard, the one we talked about earlier. This is what happens when he has to entertain himself. Oh, so what was that issue with our funding? Sir Penwood: Issue? Sir Islands: What issue? Sir Penwood: I don't see an issue.

Alucard: (Over the intercom) WE'RE HERE ON EPIC MEAL TIME! I'M THE SAUCE BOSS, AND TONIGHT, WE'RE EATING THIS BLOND LITTLE WANNABE DEMIGOD ♥♥♥♥♥! YOU WERE TALKING ALL THAT GOOD ♥♥♥♥ A SECOND AGO, THEN I BLEW YOUR ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ LEGS OFF! WHAT'S WRONG, DEMIGOD? JUST GROW BACK YOUR LEGS. SUMMON UP YOUR DEMONS! HIT ME! FIGHT ME! GIVE ME A HUG! YOU KNOW, THEY SAY TV MAKES YOU VIOLENT. BUT I'D SAY NOT HAVING MY TV IS MAKING ME PRETTY ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ VIOLENT! Sir Penwood: Who... is that, exactly? Integra: Oh that's Alucard, the one we talked about earlier. This is what happens when he has to entertain himself. Oh, so what was that issue with our funding? Sir Penwood: Issue? Sir Islands: What issue? Sir Penwood: I don't see an issue.

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IF YOU WERE KILLED TOMORROW, I WOULDN'T GO TO YOUR FUNERAL CUZ I'D BE IN JAIL FOR KILLING THE GUY THAT KILLED YOU!

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