The Darkened

It was just supposed to be a normal survival Lets Play. 
When I first loaded the world everything seemed normal, the trees, the pigs, the grass, nothing was out of place. On my third day I started to notice strange things that didn't look right. Small patches of shadows, around corners and sometimes, smack dab in the middle of nowhere. They looked as if there was no light source around them whatsoever. I shrugged it off as a bug and continued on. It felt like I was being watched, and I could have sworn I saw red or white eyes watching me from one of the larger patches.
On my seventh day, things started getting weirder. I started seeing shadows start to move in the corners of my eye, and hearing noises coming from unexplored caves. After a while, every time I went into a cave, I always felt a strong urge to run out, away from the darkness. I hadn't set my difficulty to peaceful, but yet there wasn't a single mob anywhere. Heck, there wasn't even a sheep or a cow anywhere. I was completely alone. The dark patches started getting bigger on day eight, and day nine was rather normal, as mobs had started spawning again.
Day ten was where everything got terribly worse.
When I logged on, the entire world was shadowed. Torches and other light blocks didn't work. Nothing except for Redstone torches. I had a couple in my chest for redstone doors, and used the torches to light up my surroundings. It was the worst mistake I could have made at that moment.
There was a figure in front of me. Numerous figures. All of them with the same features: glowing red eyes, completely pitch black skin. I ran. Everywhere I went, the figures followed me. They never moved while I was watching, always when my back was turned. I tried to log off, but the buttons were missing. The only button that was on my screen was: "JOIN US". I tried to shut down my computer, but Minecraft wouldn't close. I had to reenter the game, and the second I did, everything was suddenly normal. No figures chasing me, no shadows, just normal looking Minecraft. I thought the nightmare was over, that I could resume my fun Lets Play. It was their world now, I no longer had control, I no longer owned that world. It belonged to The Darkened.
I should have just deleted the world after day ten, but I had made a lot of progress, so I was hesitant about deleting the world. I decided to take a break from the world, which was the worst thing I could have done. On day eleven, before I logged on, I noticed small patches of the same shadows in real life. I dismissed it, not finding it logical for a game to affect real life, and logged on. Every mob was pitch black with red eyes. The pigs, the sheep, the chickens. Worst yet was they were hostile, and they tried to kill me. I started running. The audio of the mobs was distorted. My god it was the worst thing I had ever heard. I took off my headphones so I wasn't listening to that horrible audio, which was when I realized that there were strange noises coming from shadows in close proximity to me. They sounded like whispers. I panicked before the black figure from day ten appeared in front of me. I tried to shut down my computer, but the shutdown button wasn't working. A single message popped up in the chat:
Resistance is futile. Join The Darkened. We are pure.
At that moment my game crashed, and everything stopped. The whispers, the strange shadows, everything. However, something was still off. I felt like I should walk into the darkness, that nothing would jump out to get me. At the same time, my skin in real life started looking more and more pale. It didn't seem to have anything to do with the Darkened, because my skin was becoming lighter, not darker. I shrugged it off and went about my day, but more cautiously. The next day, I woke up and my skin was almost completely black. I panicked and went onto Minecraft to see if I could reverse the effects. The world was missing when I logged on, meaning there was no going back to undo what was happening. I ran upstairs to see if my parents could help me, but it was as if they couldn't see I had black skin. Apparently only I can see my skin as black, and nobody else can. To this day my skin still looks black, but there are times when I feel an urge to walk into the darkness, where the whispers are loudest. 
Every now and again, I see a little black figure move in the corner of my eye.
They're slowly getting closer.
Category:Creepypasta
Category:Worlds
Category:Glitches
Category:Supernatural
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