Darkness. It’s always believed to be a place of fire and brimstones, loneliness and gloom. A place made for me since I was a child, but for me? That’s my home, my solace.

‘Help me, Xerxes!’ The same words rang in my ears as my demons threatened to choke me but I closed my eyes and shook my head. I had something more important to give attention to.

Darkness was the place I was thrown into while growing up. The day I lost my parents, I lost the ability to feel. And that was also when I went from an orphaned, broken kid to a delinquent everyone was afraid of....