Ever since the Test, Earth hasn't been the same. There is rumored to be demons that roam the Earth, one's with names tattooed on their wrists. They are your inner demons, they say. They say the government accidentally let out a gas that infects the mind and make their demons a reality. However, only those who feel darkness but not their demons can see and hear them. Parasites, they call them. Humans with snow white skin, and clothes and hair weaves from the darkness of the world around them.

Ever since the Test, Earth hasn't been the same. Parasites are just a rumor, just like everything else. They say you don't need to feel pain to have them, to hear them, to see them. They will find you, and when they do they will not kill you, they say, oh no, they will not kill you. They will feast off you. All of your worry, all of your pain, they consume it all. They will take your pain and make you happy, they say, but what is a Parasite that feasts off of human misery if their is no misery left? They say they will make your life horrible, but at the same time they will make everything better. It's hard to tell, they say, if these Parasites are misunderstood angels or the demons we see them to be.

Ever since the Test, Earth hasn't been the same. But that's only what they say.