Jeshan's POV
I am a black fiend. I have been a black fiend since I was 18 years old, but I've stopped aging since then. I can hardly remember how long it's been since then sometimes. What I do remember is that I was the second black fiend to ever come into existence.
Becoming a black fiend is the same for everyone: you must be born with no magical affinity or special features; natural colorful hair, rare eye color, etc, be struck with overwhelming despair, grief, sadness, or whatever you want to call it, and then your emotions must be at an all time peak. When that happens, you will transform into something else, a twisted and dark version of your deepest and darkest desires. This new form of yours is the being that represents your deepest desire mixed with your darkest emotions, and it is a completely sentient being as well.
These beings are vicious and awful creatures that will do whatever it takes to get to the outside world from your mind. It will attempt to trick you or intimidate you into giving it control forever. These beings do not care who or what they kill; they attack indiscriminately once they've possessed your body. These beings crave negative emotions, they make them stronger, and the stronger they grow, the more control they will slowly be able to take over from you.
If you let this being's words confuse or scare you and you accept whatever proposal it decides to give, or it becomes too strong for you to resist its hold on you, it will take over your body, mind, and soul, and you will be allowing this being to come into existence while killing yourself in the process. If you choose to simply ignore the being and let it be, it will take over your body whenever you lose control of your emotions and grow stronger with the more havoc it causes.
There is but one way to keep full control of yourself at all times when these beings spring forth, and that is to accept them wholeheartedly. In other words, you must face your demons head on and accept them for what they are, for what you are. Only then will you become strong enough to wield those demons as your own personal weapon. That is how a black fiend is born.
This is why only those with no affinity can become black fiends. Even if a living creature doesn't possess the ability to use magic, every creature has magic essence inside of their bodies. That's why every living creature has the ability to level up and gain experience. The experience we gain to level up comes from the magic in the bodies of the monsters we kill. However, even if you don't kill a single monster in your entire life, the negative emotions you feel will draw in negative magic essence, and that is what gives these beings life; the beings that can birth a black fiend.
I don't know why I'm thinking about all this as I'm walking back to my home, I just do. My home is the home of all black fiends: a forest of dead trees, darker than any other place on the planet. To fit our titles, we call our home The Black Forest. All of the other black fiends watch me as I step into the black dome that surrounds our forest, and continue to watch me as I make my way to our leader, the first ever black fiend to ever be created; Romeo. "I see you've returned, Jeshan. Though I sent you on that mission months ago. Don't tell me you're still using your method of killing off those creatures?" He wears the same blank expression as I do.
"I apologize, but does it matter as long as the deed is finished?" I ask.
"Jeshan, you are the second, and you have only cured exactly 100 humans of the toll. Everyone else here has cured hundreds of thousands. It's clear by now that your method is not very effective." Despite the lack of emotion coming from him and tone in his voice, I can tell Romeo is upset with me.
"I am sorry, but this is just the way I do things. Does being a black fiend not mean being free of burden? Being free to do as we please?"
Romeo simply stares at me for a moment and then closes his eyes. "Very well. Continue to do as you wish, Jeshan. You've done a job well done. Keep up the good work." I nod and turn away, walking over to my place in the forest, which is a small tent of sorts I've built with all the dead trees. As I walk, I can hear the other black fiends speaking of me. They wonder if I am defective, or if something different has happened to me than the rest of them when I became a black fiend that made me the way I am today. I figure I must be different from all of them, because there is one big difference between myself and the rest of the black fiends. Being a black fiend means being free of any burden, meaning we should be free of values, goals, and emotions. So why is it that I can still feel all of my emotions?
I lay under my tent, creating a cover out of my black magic essence and laying on my side. When I fall into slumber, it is never peaceful. I always dream of the past, dream of what created that being that made me what I am today. I am unsure if these are dreams all of my fellow black fiends have, for I am too afraid to ask even one of them. Even after becoming a black fiend, nothing about me has changed other than the obvious things and the way I act. Even here, when I'm with people who have suffered just like I have, I am still cast off to the side, just as I always had been in my past. As I fall into slumber, I dream of those days once more.