A deep and rumbling laughter rolls through the void.

Fools.

'I run on dreams, memories, fear and nightmares.'

Yes, they have destroyed the dream.

They don't longer fear him.

But what about the memory of him?

And the nightmares that could come with it?

He's not dead. Not in their mind, nor in their thoughts.

His brother said he had grown weaker, but that's far from true. He would return, stronger than before and he is determined not to make the same mistake again.

The human race will pay.

The whole universe would pay.

He's not done yet.

But first he needs to recover, so he'll wait.

He'll be waiting in the shadows, luring weak people to their never-ending sleep and giving him power by doing so.

He is Darkness. He is Death.

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A/N: What? I couldn't kill off my own character, now could I?

Cliffhanger, whahaha!

But no seriously, this the end :( I hope you all have enjoyed it! I sure did - or is that too bold to say that? And maybe... 'til the next one? ;) Maybe one with more fun and romance, because you may have noticed, but I suck at writing that. I always intend to do write that, but it always ends up in adventures and... sigh... Sorry about that, if that is what you had expected of this story...

So, well... This was it! See ya around!