Whiteout dodged around the shadow and quietly growled. "You aren't darkness. Mother gave you your name as you stalk it." She hissed. "But of /course/ I am! And I still will until every last bit of darkness is gone. You and /all/ your pathetic friends fell into it purposfully." The shadow hissed back at Whiteout, which was now less of a shadow and more of a silhouette.
"No. They ran from the shadows. From the one who stalks the dark. They ran from /you/, Darkstalker."
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