In the light i am the darkness

The pain surging through my body, the stench of death clinging to my clothes, the metallic taste of blood in my mouth. Blood seeping into organs. I can feel it draining away, a vision comes, I see light yet in the light I know I am the darkness. My doom awaits me, then suddenly my darkness grows like a pillar in the light; the pain, the excruciating pain. It starts from my legs searing like a branding iron, up my torso it shoots into my head. Heat pulsating through my entire head ready to explode, my eyes burn I scream into the abyss of light knowing there is no escape. The wounds heal, the pain triples but all the wounds heal. I find myslef in my armour of darkness the pain keeping my sanity. The light burns, the light is evil, the light is death. But in the darkness I am safe. I feel breeze blowing around me, but there is nothing, there is no air, there is no ground, nothing but the searing light and the darkness that protects me. I feel something through the darkness, it is of my soul itself. I can manipulate it, wrap it around me project it forwards, repelling the light it is an extension of my mind, my skin in the void. I travel, I look around and I feel bliss, the dark comforts me, I know my self i have consiousness, as I manipulate the darkness the pain recedes. Soon the feeling of bliss is all over me, covering merging with the darkness. Time has no value, no meaning, I realize I am dead, there is no heaven, there is no hell, only the light that is true death the death of the soul and the darkness that protects me. I am in limbo, I will not burn myself, I will not succumb to the light, I will remain in the darkness, I will be true to myself. I master the darkness and wander. I see other dead and dying moving away from the darkness into the excruciating pain of light, then their darkness joins mine, giving mine more power. As my strength increases so does my understanding and my darkness encompasses all. I realize i can save many souls by using all the darkness to engulf the light, I can win. But for the souls to be save i have to sacrifice some to the light. I rule the darkness, my empire, my realm, i absorb the dark of a hundred thousand souls, my realm is of bliss. I rule justly and wisely and those that oppose me are expelled into the light. Soon the light is gone but a sliver remains for me to punish those that oppose. My realm turns to anarchy soon all those in it have their skins turned into scales, monsters and beasts they attack each other, they try and attack me but I control the darkness and i expel them from my realm. I watch my subjects and their bliss turn into rage and malice. The truth dawns, I have created the void and i must destroy it, I have not saved anyone, I have doomed everyone. I draw in the darkness to me, the malice burns my skin, the pain tries to take over, my body yearns for the bliss once had but now non-existent, but I know i must. No longer does the dark heal me it consumes me. I draw it closer, soon I draw it all, but I see some left I move towards it but there is no darkness left to protect me, the pain burns, my skin starts sizzling and melting I look towards the darkness I see it. I see the darkness, I see me in the darkness, I see nothing.