Iplier One-Shots

- One drink won't hurt, right? -

Darkiplier.

He was the one who did this, right?

He made me go through so much pain. 

Put me in this empty space. 

I don't know what's reality anymore and what my imagination.

It all happened so suddenly. 

I was at the party.

I knew that something had to happen. 

But I didn't expect Mark to die.

Or Damien and Celine to just vanish.

Or rather dare to take my body.

It is all their fault. 

They wanted to save themselves and left me behind. 

Alone to rot in this good forsaken mirror. 

I want revenge. 

I want out.

I don't want to be alone.

I don't want to hear It any longer.

That sweet voice in the back of my mind. 

Telling me to come to the wine cellar of the upside-down.

Opening my mind and let It help ease the pain.

I won't fall for It.

Won't fall for the trap.

Or is the trap not falling for it?

I don't know anymore...

I don't know anything anymore.

It's all a blur. 

I want to remember.

Was it my fault?

Did I dig my own grave?

Did I know this would happen but continued anyways?

I want to surrender.

I want my suffering to end.

To feel that sweet, sweet satisfaction of relief.

Maybe I should go down.

Just this once.

I mean, what could happen?

I'm already insane, ain't I?

So lost and lonely in that mirror.

Maybe just one drink...

That taunting voice never stopped talking.

Going on and on about getting me out. 

Giving me the chance of revenge.

Oh that sweet revenge on Mark and Dark and William and Damien and Celine.

It was their fault that I lost my body after all.

Right?

I will get them to pay.

I will put them inside this shattered mirror.

BUt It WOn'T STOp SCreAmiNG AT ME

SILeNcE

GIvE ME SiLENcE

I  WANT  REVENGE

I looked to my right.

Only a few feet away.

Just down the staircase.

So close...

One drink won't hurt, right?