#sadow

encouraged me. It was night in some unknown place, and I was

making slow and painful headway against a mighty wind. Dense fog

was flying along everywhere. I had my hands cupped around a tiny

light which threatened to go out at any moment. Everything

depended on my keeping this little light alive. Suddenly I had the

feeling that something was coming up behind me. I looked back,

and saw a gigantic black figure following me. But at the same

moment I was conscious, in spite of my terror, that I must keep my

little light going through night and wind, regardless of all dangers.

When I awoke I realized at once that the figure was a "specter of the

Brocken," my own shadow on the swirling mists, brought into being

by the little light I was carrying. I knew, too, that this little light was my

consciousness, the only light I have. My own understanding is the

sole treasure I possess, and the greatest. Though infinitely small

and fragile in comparison with the powers of darkness, it is still a

light, my only light.

Sadow is a character I haven't touched on much, simply cuz I've been focused on my other characters, but~!

Sadow is a demon, an otherworldly entity who draws his power from the outer reaches of space, causing his body to morph and mutate into the slime-like creature you see now! the thing is, since he is someone who really knows the ins and out about space anomalies and otherworldly entities, he was "gifted" a rather peculiar individual whos body exudes and extreme amount of light and energy.

although this individual isn't hurt by the light they make, they are embarrassed by it, since most people are frustrated by the abrasiveness of it. Sadow's favorite thing about space is stars, their power, and their destructive beauty will always fascinate him, and when He met this light exuding individual,

Madness is not to be despised and not to be feared, but instead you should give it life...If you want to find paths, you should also not spurn madness, since it makes up such a great part of your nature...Be glad that you can recognize it, for you will thus avoid becoming its victim. Madness is a special form of the spirit and clings to all teachings and philosophies, but even more to daily life, since life itself is full of craziness and at bottom utterly illogical.

Man strives toward reason only so that he can make rules for himself. Life itself has no rules. That is its mystery and its unknown law. What you call knowledge is an attempt to impose something comprehensible on life.