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Limbo, or life in between| Bendys

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"Yes."

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Bendy's eyes flashed open.

Ink Demon's eyes flashed open.

"____?"

"Hello?"

No, this is wrong, he couldn't speak anymore. But he can speak, why can't he speak?! They weren't even together!

No, this is wrong, he could speak now. But he can't speak, so why can he speak?! They weren't even together!

That's another one, they were always together. He brought a hand up to his head, but felt the normally solid ink running down his forehead quickly harden, but not enough to not be malleable. He rushed to an ink puddle and looked at himself in the reflection. He looked dirtier, more... real. The effects of the nightmares he has so often appear under his eyes, wrinkles around his mouth from the strain.

That's another one, they were always together. He brought a hand up to his head, but felt his horns a bit longer than usual. He rushed to an ink puddle and looked at himself in the reflection. He looked larger,more. skeletal. The effects of the corruption, as some call it, alter his form even more.

A snap.

A snap.

A bright field of flowers surrounded him. Curious bugs flew closer, before avoiding him in favor of living. He didn't understand, until the smell hit him. Toxic ink. A toy train appeared in his hand. It was... comforting.

A bright field of flowers surrounded him. Curious bugs flew closer, before avoiding him in favor of living. He understood, he was made of toxic ink. Pain flared inside of him.

"Hello!" Bendy jumped back, seeing the vaguely familiar mask and multi-colored ram horns. "I didn't think you'd be awake, I must have made a mistake," Apollyon chuckled as stray pieces of material materialized and weaved themself into clothes.

"Hello!" The Ink Demon jumped back, seeing the vaguely familiar mask and multi-colored ram horns. "I didn't think you'd be awake, but then you would have woken up from pain anyways," Apollyon chuckled as skin and bones broke apart and fused themself back together.

A soft caress met his head, and he looked back at the kid. The mask was unnerving, smiling sweetly but he could feel the apathy radiating off of the kid. "You're so lucky you were only made of pure ink, it was easy and painless for you," they cooed. "Inky wasn't so lucky."

A soft caress met his head, and he looked back at the kid. The mask was unnerving, smiling sweetly but he could feel the apathy radiating off of the kid. It was... refreshing. "You're so lucky right now, you were giving the gift of speech," they cooed. "I had to take Benders' away."

"You, what did you do to Inky!" Was what he wanted to say, but no sound came out of his mouth.

"You, what did you do to Benders!" Was what he wanted to say, the raspy voice traveling through the empty field.

"Careful, you're going to ruin the flowers!" They chided. "But it's protocol for canon lore. Some people follow it, others don't. You just have to adapt the world to what is confirmed, or restart it. Heh, can't believe I'm actually telling you this. But you aren't even allowed to remember it."

"Careful, you're going to stain the flowers!" They chided. "But it's protocol for canon lore. Some people follow it, others don't. You just have to adapt the world to what is confirmed, or restart it. Heh, can't believe I'm actually telling you this. But you aren't even allowed to remember it."

"Oh, but they'll still be records of this! And I'll still try and do some jiggery-pokery to get a happy ending, I'm a sucker for those after all," They pressed their hand on his head, and withdrew a golden orb. "Sweet dreams! May you prepare yourself for her arrival."

"Oh, but they'll still be records of this! And I'll still try and do some jiggery-pokery to get a happy ending, I'm a sucker for those after all," They pressed their hand on his head, and withdrew a golden orb. "Sweet dreams! May you prepare yourself to hunt her down."

THEY CRUSHED THE ORB. ALL MEMORIES GONE.

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REWRITING IN PROGRESS.

WELCOME APOLLYON.

REVIEW CURRENT MEMORIES?

"Yes. Send them back to their limbo, and out of mine."

They wondered why they worked in their limbo instead of the chateau, but duty calls, and the release is out.

God, let's just hope they didn't mess things up again, rewriting is frustrating.

PROGRESS 25%

PROGRESS PAUSED.