I can't fight without using the powers of darkness. I've become too accustomed to using these powers... I like them too much. And the king said that I would be fine using them as long as I held on to my light side as well. It's just something so natural, using the powers of darkness. I can't stop, right? I won't hurt anyone, right?
... I feel him. Everytime I use these powers and even sometimes when I am not. He is here. He is always here. It doesn't matter that he's a ghost in a palace somewhere; he's in me. Sometimes, I even want to say his name... to answer his voice... to just run around and fall down and scream until he lets go of my heart.
I hate him. I hate him.