This was the opportunity the darkness had been waiting for. Silently in the background of Anton’s life, the darkness had stalked and skulked, waiting for his time, the time that had been promised to him by his master. He had grown more and more impatient over the last 28 years since he had found himself attached to this soul but now that the soul was so weakened, now that the relentless sadness of the living world had seeped into it, damaging it to the extent where it was fully vulnerable to all other spiritual influences, the darkness could take his chance to do what he was designed to and destroy the life of this soul on behalf of his master, the dark lord of flies, Beelzebub.
It had been about 180 Earth years since the darkness had last been assigned thus, serving his master in the destruction of a soul. He knew that the soul must be powerfully blessed by the outer realm lords (or as they were known to mankind, angels) because it was only in special circumstances like this that the darkness was needed. These special circumstances were not purely based on the soul being blessed, it was more the meaning behind that blessing for it was rare for humans to be blessed so.
At the beginning of time when the Word began creation in his first utterance, light had spread instantly as all of life was made. As light spread, so it highlighted the dark and yet the dark could not and had never been there without the light for first there was the light which showed the dark. Thus in fact, the Word was the true master of the dark and yet had offered up that custody to the one who must reign in the depths, even Beelzebub. This was done for the sake of the overall purpose which had been prophesied in the knowledge of spirit since before creation had come about.
It was for this purpose, this prophesied event that often the humans were called to serve in the overall purpose. It was more accurate to say that it was the spirit of the human that was blessed yet the blessing held no power without the protection of the human soul, that breath of life without which no human could receive their spirit at all. Human life in fact held the secret to the purpose of creation without that knowledge being known to them yet, when one of them was blessed in this way and therefore became an intrinsic part of the prophecy, there was a part of them that always held a secret knowledge that they were part of something more than simple human life. It was this secret knowledge that caused such anguish in them as that of Anton; such a deep, inescapable anguish caused because they found they could not connect to their Earthly existence.
Inside of Anton was an inexplicable feeling that he was not meant to stay on Earth. He did not know how or why but he knew he was more than just an ordinary man, he knew he had a powerful, purpose bound spirit. It was this knowledge that held him bound to his sadness because it inspired his mind to always want more than he could have in life and therefore led continually to him feeling disappointed with everything in his life. This was what the dark was watching, he could not influence the human, only watch and wait, ready, anticipating the time he could finally strike against the human, finally grasp the human’s spirit as the anguish allowed the separation from the soul and the spirit started to drift back into the outer realms.
The darkness was not a conscious, sentient being. He was a figment yet a reality that had always existed since the beginning of creation. He was as old as time itself, older even that the devil himself who he served. He had seen aeons and ages of spirit, creation and mankind come and go. To him the purpose was as mysterious and meaningless as it was to the man himself, he existed and waited for that existence to mean something and in the meantime he served his own purpose in serving his master. He took no joy in his existence, joy to the darkness held no meaning at all yet now, as he reached out to grip hold of the man’s spirit and claim it in the name of hell, he smiled wide and breathed a silent laugh.