Sent by Ink

Realization, Acceptance, Plans

    The whirlwind is slowing down now, echoing the fact that I allowed the truth to finally sink in. You are not Arlene, yet you were. Dead in other's eyes, but not in yours. Now I understand the Ink Demon's riddle. And I finally stopped arguing with my reality. This seems really bizarre, because I grew to accept the truth, just like this, unlike some other fanfiction. I won't tell anyone, because then I'd be thrown into a reality check. Not like I've never been to those before though. Plus, I'm rather good at keeping secrets. That's how I became a gamer. 

    Now, I'm going to straighten this out, because I'm going to make it clear for myself. Sammy Lawrence was my brother. Because he is Arlene's brother. Because I was formerly Arlene Lawrence. And I guess I don't actually have a brother because I am Aravis Sol. Those photos did a great job explaining, lol. The Arlene part in me probably messed up with my memories, so I kept thinking I had a brother, and that's why I had to go through reality checks for schizophrenia, And that's why my parents won't allow me to become a gamer, because they are genuinely concerned for my wellbeing. Honestly, this is just so satisfying, because I received so many answers to those questions I've been pondering about for years.

    I don't care that much about whether I have a brother or not in the real world though, but I'm still happy that Sammy gets to be my brother here. It's really cool. If I'm Arlene, I'm probably going to whisper this thing in my mind until the whirlwind stops. So I will. 

    I know, back in the Ink Realm, I haven't gotten to know Sammy or Susie that much, but I am really determined to ship them. That's my most primary motivation to continue in the Ink Realm to be honest. I'm quite a laid-back person, so I probably will not be finding any way out unless there is a simple way. Sammy and Susie are already dating in the 1930s, so I can just chill in this time period, help Sammy manage his relationship, and eventually stop Susie from being replaced. 

    "Such fantastic thoughts." Ugh, it's the Ink Demon again. "And I hope this new revelation will shock you to the bone." A cartoonish reel started playing by itself. I saw Arlene venturing into the sepia toned world, searching for Sammy. After walking into his sanctuary, just like I did, the corrupt Sammy knocked her out with a dustpan, and tied her up. She probably recognized Sammy's voice. Suddenly, the point of view shifted as I saw Sammy in his Bendy mask right in front of me, and I can't move because I was in Arlene's place. 

    "You look familiar to me." The ASMR voice rang out, calm and deadly. Just like the prophet he is. I do like how dramatic he was though. I hear myself shouting "Sammy, I am your sister, Arlene! That's why I look familiar! You don't look familiar though. What did the ink do to you!? Stop playing pretend, please." I felt tears run down my cheeks as I embraced Arlene's emotions. "You are Sammy Lawrence, my brother, and the Music Director of Joey Drew Studios, how the hell did you become-" That's when I felt a dull thump in my chest, and the reel was gone. There's good news however, because my question have been answered. Relief sank in.

     Sammy sacrificed his own sister as he became the corrupted, insane, sheep fanatic self-proclaimed prophet of Bendy. It must be the ritual, I concluded, that gave her a second life within me. I guess these things are not controlled by reality and dimensions in this world. Honestly, I don't care how am I able to do this! It's really cool. Am I blessed with the special ability to go through both worlds because of the souls within me? And if I'm able to travel between the real world and the Ink Realm, I don't need to bring Sammy and Susie into my world anymore, because I can visit them, whenever I want to, via conjuring those inky whirlwinds. 

    And speaking of it, the whirlwind was gone now, and I stood in my room, in the dress I picked out for today, in Sammy's house. Sammy is asleep after telling that romantic tale of him and Susie. Who knows, telling romantic tales can be so stressful? Oh right, he's sick in the first place. I almost forgot about that. Arlene is now officially a part me, but Aravis won. 

    Anyway, I should check on Sammy now. He's my brother here, and my affection for him is just some cute sibling fluff. I love seeing him in these vulnerable moments.