When I was fourteen, my life ended. Slowly, one by one, I saw my friends go insane and become monstrous. Then, it hit me. We had a virus that takes stuff from our brain and brings it to the surface, but twists it. Makes it evil. All my friends had it, then I got it. It turned my into some kind of animal, not human. I couldn't think straight, but I knew for certain, that it was the virus. I was under its control for two years before I could think clearly, another year before I was able to take control of the virus in my body. I was able to change back into a normal form, yet the virus remained in my system. Then, after another year, I met the man. He said he could help me, he said he could get rid of the virus, but I would cost dearly. I said that I would pay any price to rid the virus from me and my friends. But the price was not worth it. The price was my family, and he killed them all. Then, he tried to rip the virus from my body. In my rage, I took control of the virus and sent a wave of rage at him. He was momentarily dazed, and then I ran. But now I was no longer alone. The man had somehow created a personality from the virus. After I was a good distance away from the man, I stopped running. I rested a bit and looked around. I seemed to be in some sort of forest. I sat down at the roots of a tree and heard a voice. It was coming from the other side of the tree. I spoke to him, and learned a bit about him. His name was nightshadow, the name of my virus form. He said that he didn't want to exist, but was forced into existence by that man. Then I learned he was a part of me, my dark side. He said he would protect me from harm, and in return I would help him defeat the man who caused this. He said that the man's name was zalgo, and he was a demon of unstoppable power. I knew a bit about zalgo, as one of my friends took on traits of zalgo, minus the multiple mouths. Then I started to feel tired and curled up, and for the first time in years, I fell asleep.