TW: Stalking, slight body horror, and confused boi trying to figure out what the biscuits he it feeling.
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Ĥə cried out in agony as darkness consumed his body.

He saw everything now.

A voice wailed in his head, clawing at the sides of his mind.  This body belonged to him now.  Stop fighting.

He was let out.  His dozens of eyes took in his surroundings.

He knew what needed to be done.

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'The darkened eyes' they called it.  It saw every and took the eyes of every it consumed.  Those people couldn't see with their own eyes.  The darkness gave them new ones.  Ones that will allow them to see what it sees.

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Dark steve watched them.  He relearned what he had forgotten.  Who the person trapped inside was.  How to love.

It made him think.

He continued to watch, his all seeing eyes catching everything.

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The human.  Sabre.

He was hard to understand.  He seemed to know more, but at the same time.  He seemed completely crazy and insane.

He spoke to the sky, he questioned a pig, and so much more.

...

Maybe he's right to question the pig, but everything else is....
..He didn't know the word for it.

Either way, Sabre was either absolutely insane or incredibly smart.

..But he always felt weird when around him.

He felt joy, this weird warmth in his chest, and tears welled up in his eyes at every hopeful look(even if the looks weren't directed at him).

It made him smile. 

He wanted more.

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He was curious about the human.  The human wasn't treated with all too much respect, and yet...
He still tries to help the steves.

He liked that about Sabre.
Perhaps the voice is right...?

Shall he be no longer blind.

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He watched Sabre sleep.

He wanted to 'romance' this particular human.

..Or at least that's what books say he wants to do....

Did he really..?

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He sighed as he tried to compare his emotions to at least one thing in the twelve romance novels he was reading.
(He was quite proud to read some much at once)

The emotions didn't line up the more he looked into it.  He didn't get 'butterflies', nor did his face heat up.  His 'heart' didn't pound, yet instead, he wasn't a yearn for something.

Did he just feel lonely...?

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FINALLY!

He knew what he wanted!

He wanted to be friends!

This conclusion came to him when he was watching Sabre in his room through the window. 
...

Would Sabre want that...?