chapter 20

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(??? Pov)

I was running around looking for anything to do.I was just running when I saw a small Black speck of ink.It wasn't an ink speck, though.It was an inkling.

Inklings were small ink-born kids that didn't have a character body.They were just small human-shaped creatures born from the ink machine.

I slowly crawled away in search of something to satisfy my hunger.

I wasn't looking for anything in particular, just anything with a taste.Something dry yet slimy.Broken yet perfect.Sour yet sweet.










Ink.





Ink would fill this empty pit that was in me.The perfect taste of it going down my throat.After all....


















I'm the Ink demon...



(Sorry for the short chapter!)

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