Ansem Story-Brief "Demo"-Intro

Falling. falling. Deeper into the darkness. I am nothing but darkness. I know not who I am. Nor do I know where I originated.
. Or do I? Was I someone or something before I began falling.? Did I originate from something or somewhere? Who am I.?
I lift my hands in front of my eyes and stare at my palms: brown skin. I look up at my legs and feet as I float down: brown skin. That's when I see a face. brown skin, orange eyes, silver hair. I take my hair into my hand and look at it: silver. Would that face be mine?
The face then gains a body and clothing. He smirks with his arms folded over his chest, looking at me.
"Who are you?" I asked, watching him float with me in the darkness. He looks away, his smirk fading away and the black and red heart on his coat disappearing.
"I go by the name of Ansem."
"Ansem?"
"Yes. and that is who you are."