#the shadowman. 👥

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Here's a chart telling you which Ocs have the same universe.

Extended storylines just mean they have the same lore, but they have never met any of the other characters and never would.

Ed basically knows everyone (except the extended storyline folks & the villains, besides Dante. They only know each other through the work dante does and ed is the one trying to stop him.)

Ed is part of the Umbragate agency.

let me know if you wanna know more about this.

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"Such an innocent looking girl, bet you haven't even drench your hands with blood, didn't you?~" the figure towered over her, grinning wide, "I'm curious, what makes you... tick?"

starter with @deadmcnwalks (with robin to shadowman)

“U-um hello sir I’m Robin” Robin seemed nervous by his stare for a second “Nice to meet you!”

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(Cowboys)

(Pirate)

(Ghoul)

(Werewolf)

(Demon)

(Vampire)

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"throwing shorties?? Oh, I'd gladly throw them."

"To hell."

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Collect them all.

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"Oh, I won't deny I have a full ego, makes it all worth while, doesn't it?? You're too cute when you're so frustrated and annoyed with me."

"OoooOOooo, look at me, I'm the Shadowman! I have an ego the size of the fuckin' moon! I just stalk people like a pathetic creep and tell them how bad they want me, and somehow I think this makes me cool and sexy."

"Gimme a fucking break."

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"hah. Sinners."

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"Oh? You wanna fuck a monster, hu?? I can arrange that for you."

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"What's a... simp??"

I guess he now has group of simps.

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"The man is mentally ill." The voice from the doctor echoed in the corridor that was beyond his room, chattering in a whisper, even though it didn't stopped him from hearing them.

"Just yesterday he hugged himself against the wall, screaming and shouting. Something about the shadow coming." The voice of the doctor, rather than being concerned, was pretty much annoyed. "Gods, i wanted to strangle that bastard with my hands." A laugh roared, and the voice became a distant as they slowly moved away.

It has been months since he turned himself in the mental institution, the doctor found out he was not fit to live outside and must be at watch; erratic of his actions, they were afraid he might snap, not the mention the curse he had. The constant days he finds himself huddled into the corner and from the distant he could see that very figure whom he never wanted to see again. Those crimson eyes would stare, just gaze upon him, watching his every moment, even as a skeleton.

Blake, for his part, have yet to seen him, only the traumatized memory replaying, over and over again. Sometimes he would see what was not there, haunting his days and nights. The voice of that creature echoed, mostly laughing at his sorry state, and mocking his every move. He escaped their grasp, but never knew when they'll follow. The day was never the same again. He wakes up from a nightmare, so loud of his voice, the nurses had to be sent in and strap him onto his post. Thrashing and kicking, like a man possessed with a demon.

"Please!! He's here! He's here!!" And for the past month, he would only say those two very words, mostly quiet himself. The hospital itself were rough, they never treated him like a human and whenever he didn't ate, they'll force the food in. He'll beg for them to stop, but they do not comply. Rather, drags his beaten body into the showers and splash cold water upon his person. The cold itself had him shivering, caused him to grow painfully sick, if he was any normal human, he would have been dead. That was his first death, and many more to come. The beating never ended, it started with a newspaper, and ended with a stick, thick enough to be the length of his arms.

For he cannot regenerate, he'll endure the suffering of the pain, day after day.

For what it seemed almost an year as if he'll be normal as it came, but the peace only lasted briefly, cause that is when he came for him. That day, when the cloud descended upon the sky, everything became silence, and as if the world around him stopped. It was erupted with a loud noise. A distant scream could be near, one after another.

The pounding of footstep down the hall and a gun shot fired. It was an utterly chaos, as begging became its chant, and gargling noise of someone choking... The scream stops, and it was dead silent again... or so he thought. Cause What he saw after were blood, blood stain across the floor, slipping into his room.

He'll let out a gasp, hand covered his lips as he inched away from the bed, almost tripping on the chain that held him as the poor man scrambled to hide against the wall, as if it will devour him, and he wish to all gods it would.

The foot step approaches, only but one left as it creepy dragged across the floor and stops in front of his door. The room suddenly changed, he knew so well who it was when the walls begins to shift, eyes, eyes are staring back. He wanted to scream, wanted to run away, to escape this reality and before he knew it, the door itself breaks open and falls onto the concrete floor.

"Oh, blakey~" the cold sinister voice called upon him, almost too longingly, as if calling its pet. "You've been a naughty boy, runnin' away from me like that.~" Blake still in the corner of the bed tried to hide his figure, trembling in fright.

No. No. Please, please. Please someone save him.

The bed quickly lifts up and flips over, causing the chain to be dragged with as the man stumbled and fall into the ground, and a loud snap, it took off his feet clean, as blood oozed out of its freshly made open wound.He screamed. An Agonizing pain, he's writhing in so much pain he couldn't stop himself from sobbing.

The shadow itself laughed, finding itself slithering across the threshold and grabbed the man by the wounded leg and dragged him.

"Tha's wha' ya get! I told you to don't run away, didn't i??" He'd drag his wiggling body out of the room and into the hallways, but blake for his part was screaming out 'no!', planting his nail onto the dirt floor as it breaks off each skin and nails. Blood scratches, and the only thing left were his muscle, still trying his might to escape. Yet, once his gaze turns to his surroundings, he'd notice the carcass of dead bodies laying about, some dead, and some still moving, but soon to die. What little of the sun light shinned the blood lit walls.

"No! No! No!!! Let me go! Please, help me!!" Be bellowed, moving his arms, but in futile. "Stop please!! I beg y', please!!" A punch was served on the back of his head, and another, and another. His head was spinning, blood trace down his head and waters the ground.

"Shut up! Shut the fuck up!! You fuckin' worthless shit!" The shadow angrily announced, kicking the body to the stomach. That ended the man's scream which was great for the creature, cause he could finally finish what he needed to do.

The hospital had its morgue, but only from the deep bunker of the underbelly; But the more they traveled into the dungeon deep, the less the sunlight it shown. He was dragged onto that dark corridor, blood still stain the ground and once they arrived, he was halted by his hair and lift up to stare upon the creature.

"Look at you, all so scared. So tasty, i could smell it. Y'know wha' 'm gonna do to you right???" He whispered into their ears, licking the blood stain from his cheeks,

" im gonna torture ya, everyday. Watch as ya die, over and over again, maybe even burn you alive too, won't tha'be fun, my dearest?? Never leave my sight again, blake. And the next person would be killed in front of you." The monster hissed, throwing them upon the ground once more as he lifts up a discarded pipe just laying around inside the morgue. Blake couldn't move, he felt death his approaching, and he knew the other was going to kill him.

He'd pray upon god, but there is no one to be heard, he'll wish for his salvation, and none would come. Fresh made tears drops, as he bites down on his own tongue to stop himself from sobbing and when he felt that metal hit his legs, he'd yelp, and when they held him by the neck, holding him down. He'd choke.

The pipe aims for his stomach, until it plunged into his flesh, sinking into his body.

Slowly, painfully. Spitting out blood, as hand reached to stop it from going any further, but it was useless, cause he was weak. Weak to defend himself. Weak to save anyone. All his fault, everything was his fault. Pain, he felt pain.

"Tha's a good boy~ takin' all of it." They cooed, and that is when blake knew...

he was never going to be saved.

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"Oh, please. Don't flatter me with your words."

Hes lounging down like a king to his subjects, a king who was worthy of worship, and who was nothing but a tyrant. He's making an another makeshift chair, only this time it was for her, as if gesturing them to take that seat. If not, however, he'd simply force her to.

"Really?? You're full of surprises, aren't you?? Normal humans would have begged for mercy at my feet." His shadow tendrils seemed to be amused by her, and as if they had a mind of their own, it would circle around the floor like group of snakes.

"I could do much, much more. I can make creatures and creations. Something you couldn't even dream of. Nightmares and the likes." He's waving his and around, looking smug about it.

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" Wow. Such a charmer~ "

His words probably should have put her off much more, but... honestly? The mage had heard way worse. So she answered with a little tease, instead of calling him out on what did sound a little like a threat. No need to get to defensive just yet. Especially when she sees someone who made a throne out of shadows. Now that was interesting!

" Glad you like zhe spunk~ Zhere is much more vhere it came from~ "

The mage continued, before slightly moving a hand, and also forming a chair out of shadows, just to sit on it, and cross her legs.

" By zhe vay, I really like your little trick zhere~ "

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"Another demon could stop you."

"Well, now, look at here. A little rat came along and thinks he could hurt me, how adorable "

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"my, my. Look at you both. You want me soooo badly, makes you look stupid~"

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Shadowman, standing in the 'know you had to do it to them' pose so that's the last thing you see before you die--- @townofcadence