A Stained Legacy - A Bendy and the Ink Machine Fanfiction

A Stained Legacy - A Bendy and the Ink Machine Fanfiction

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Previously employed at an animation studio in the 1930s, Henry was at the top of his class as a cartoonist. Despite this, the toxic work environment and greedy nature of the company were all the encouragement he needed to leave his job behind. In his absence, the studio fell from grace and eventually burned down with members of the staff inside. But when Henry receives a mysterious letter from his presumed dead boss, he becomes puzzled by the situation. He accepts the letter inviting him back to the old cartoon studio, not knowing the true, unexpected horrors to come. With all the chaos going down at the cartoon studio deep below ground, will Henry be able to escape with his life and unearth the secrets of Joey Drew Studios?
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Your Uncle Henry warned you, and told you the tales about the old studio where he used to work 30 years ago. He had just escaped from a long, horrific experience there and had 'supposedly' disposed of the ink demon- former cartoon character- Bendy. But did he really dispose of him for good? Of course, being the danger loving, carefree, and curious 19 year old that you are, you enter the studio and go through a fairly similar experience Henry had told you about. Creaky floor boards, ink puddles galore, the feeling of being watched at every turn, the growing uneasiness as you walked on into the black abyss, and the demonic inky entity chasing you on. Following your every move. Listening to every rustle of paper, every creak of the studio, and every terrified breath. Things take another unexpected turn when you run into a rather peculiar, and a little psychotic, ink corrupted creature... ----------------------------- Finally Completed! Thank you all so much for the love and support 😄💕

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