the king of demons ( reader x darkiplier/ reader x markiplier)

that one video, scared the shit out of me

I believe that when we die all it will be is darkness, not knowing who we are, what we are and where we are. We won't even know we are alive or dead, we won't think, we would be their for eternity without knowing how long it's been or even time for that matter.

No one really knows what it's like after death, they only guess. some think that you will go to heaven or hell, so people like me think theirs nothing and you shouldn't worry about it. But what if i told you that you get to re-live your life, fixed the mistakes you made and live a happy life. Or what if i told you that you couldn't change what you did in that life, because it would change how you died. 

Now your wondering why i'm talking bullshit. Well these are only thoughts of course, i'm not some god who knows everything i'm just a curious human like you, who is soon to die one day.

This is a story about how the devil was born, but it's nothing like how you think it is.                             ___________________________________________________________

It was the same as everyday, i got up, got dressed, and left for work. Everyday was the same . .  boring.

 I let out a groan before placing my feet on the ground, preparing to pull myself up from off the bed. I grabbed my phone, walked over to my dresser and placed it down.

 Not long after while I was putting on scarf, I got a notification from you-tube telling me one of my channels i subscribed too, had uploaded a video. But that channel had change it's profile picture and i didn't read it, instead I instantly pressed on it. (Cause it was basically click bate)

The video felt unsettling, it was in a dark room, you could see nothing but the cage with a man kneeling on the floor, chained inside it.

 At first all you could hear was quiet sobs of fear coming from the figure inside. then started faint foot steps becoming louder and louder and more clearly heard that it was a man walking closer. He walked up to the cage, he was very similar in shape to the other man in the cage.

 He had a bass ball bat in his hand and was dragging it slowly across the floor behind him as he walked around the metal bars of the cage. He whispered to the now frightened man, obviously not wanted anyone to hear him.

 After a while of aggressive whispering and muttering towards the caged man, he held the base ball bat with two hands and pulled it back ready to swing.

I jumped at the sound of metal clashing and so did the man in the cage scattering towards the other side of it, his sobs of fear becoming louder. The cruel man walked closer to the camera dragging his bass ball bat with him, you could now clearly  see what this man looked like.

He had pitch black hair, his hair line was messy unclearly seen. But the hair itself looked soft and well kept, like it never had a day without it being so clean. 

He wore a pair of ripped blue jeans and a black hoodie with the sleeves completely ripped off, that had a pink moustache crossed out with a line in red pen right on the front. His skin was pale and grey like he were dead, but never aged a day, never lost sleep as though he slept for a thousand years.

As he was face to face with the camera you could clearly see the face of the deadly, cruel man. His eyes were pitch black darker then his own hair, darker than the night. with only a silver iris staring back at me, frozen, deadly and slightly gleaming. 

I was trumitized by fear from hearing his voice as he spoke, a voice like thunder sending chills down the spines of anyone who heard. "This is only the beginning, and there will be no end".

He gave an evil smile, his teeth were as sharp and as white as pearls, but still they looked like they could pierce the skin of anything that comes across them.

The screen went black and carried on like that for a few seconds until the video ended. I started to panic my thoughts racing across my mind, i didn't even realise i was crying. I brought my hands up to where i could see them, they were shaking. All i could in that moment was stare at them, they trembled from fear.

I closed my eyes and managed to close my hands into fists, calming myself as I collected my thoughts. I got back onto my phone to find more information about the video and who made it.

It was of course markiplier who made the video, in that moment i knew i recognized the man, it was the spitting image of mark except different, very different. 

The words he spoke now pondered through my mind, what did he mean? All i could do was wait, he was in america and I was all the way across the world in a small country called new zealand. There was nothing i could do, all i can do is watch and who new what was going to happen in next video, at least i presume there will be a next time right?