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Descendant...? (1)

Mickey silently stepped through the portal, looking around. Every step made the floor creak so loud it made him flinch, as if thinking and believing the floor beneath him could break away at any second...

"Hello?"

A door slammed, acknowledging a mysterious presence to the Disney cartoon. 

Mickey calmly continued on. Once he had reached the door, and the brass handle with fresh black stains turned, an overwhelmingly strong scent of ink blasted over him. Mickey couldn't help but gag, and then gasped silently. 

In the corner, surrounded by swirly veins of ink, was a cartoon with devilish horns and a tail. He was aware of the unfamiliar presence, allowing his dark trail of thoughts to writhe into the veins that trailed and hung around him and the room, pulsing with dark energy. 

Mickey started to walk cautiously, noticing the three-clawed mark which dragged across the walls at a higher height than Bendy's regular height to his arms. Three marks... Wasn't that a mocking of the trinity symbol-?

"I know."

Mickey stopped at the sound of a depressed voice. The toon slowly stood up, and turned to face him. A look of hopelessness was pressed upon the demon's features. 

"Are you here to find something?" The mysterious toon waved its arms sadly around the room. "If you are, then there's nothing. Almost everything had been taken."

"What's your name?" Mickey asked, unsure of how to get the toon to start talking. 

"My name?" The toon looked thoughtful, but then sunk back into its moody look. "I don't think anyone knows who I am. I'm Bendy!"

Mickey raised a mental eyebrow. Why was this toon acting like sunshine? It was even smiling...

"Howdy, uh- 'Bendy'... What are you... Uh, what are you doing here? Is this your home, or-"

"My birth-place."

"So you're a descendant?"

"...What? N-no. I was made here. From the machine."

"...Machine?"

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