I am a simple man. I have simple desires, simple tastes, and a simple mind. I like watching things suffer, mentally, physically, emotionally... I Love the sight of blood gushing from a recently opened wound, the screams of the victim begging for mercy or a quick death... It is the most beautiful thing in the world. But regrettably, I live in a section of the world that considers me a pariah due to these simple pleasures, and I find it difficult to engage in my little hobbies without interference by fools seeking to stop me.
Two Weeks ago, I discovered a strange picture on the internet... A Tall deformed figure in a suit with no visible facial features. Curiosity got the better of me and I explored the depths of the internet to discover what this being was. I found my answer. I found my savior. The Slender Man. Oh Yes. This is a Slenderblog. But not like the others, oh no.
Ezekiel, M, Raymond, Avalesca... They seek to flee from him or destroy him, the Great Tall One... And he hunts them. I, on the other hand, am not being hunted. I have not seen him nor any of his servants. As far as I know, he remains unaware of me... But That will change, oh yes, THAT will Change... I wish to draw him here, not to battle him... But to serve him. Yes, I will serve him. It was Fate who lead me to that picture, and the moment I saw him, I knew he could give me true purpose.
I shall join him in his hunt... I shall be yet another weapon of his... Oh Yes... The Screams of the Runners whose bodies I tear asunder will be as the music of Heaven itself... Their Blood will flow as rivers into the depths of the earth, where their bodies will be ravaged by the maggots and worms... The world will again be shades of black and white, with the Gray as collateral damage. I shall have an enemy. And a Purpose. All Shall Be undone.