Pyro becomes marked by darkness

Bitterness had settled upon me like a parasite. I could not touch it, but I could feel it, slithering its way through me, my veins, crawling up my back, reshaping me. Then it hit me, the darkness, and to the ground, I fell, my body convulsing as if consumed by some unclean spirit. So monstrous were my cries that even the birds took flight.

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