Always the same and so dull he could kill.

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[Atop a pile of junk in a main street in Satellite, sits a Jack Atlus. One in tight black leather, arms exposed to reveal what should be his mark - except that the skin over it has been clawed up until no mark remains. Inside of Jack, the creature in his skin turns his head from side to side. So dull. As it always is, when this place drags him in.

Still, he hasn't played with this new body yet, so Darkness simply sits atop his trash throne and waits. When someone comes to look... then, he'll play.]