For a long, long period of time, he was nothing. And then, as suddenly as he was nothing, he was something. He didn't have words then, for what he was. But he knew to come when he was called. And apparently, he was called Shadow.
Atleast, that was how it seemed. Maybe he was a shadow. Just meant to follow at someone's feet... But he'd never know that, if that ever had an answer. He never thought about that until it was far too late. Until he was sealed away, crystals glossy surface refracting and muddying his features. In his last moments of awareness, he thought of Maria, her friendly smile and her lack of worry over what he was. She didn't care at all if he was a demon. That human was too kind for her own good.. It's why she dies, and why he's sealed. Then, he thinks of another life. Wondering what could have been. If he'd been different. Mortal. If she had been different. Demon.
As light and sound fade, Shadow is left to wonder many a things. He has more lifetimes than he'd like to admit to to wonder. When he's lucid enough, he does. When he's not, he's confused and dazed within a crystal he can't escape.
All in all, It is unpleasant.
And then something changed.