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Are you kidding? Of course I do! I have so many thread ideas for duplicate Bendy’s!

Ink Demon chasing Bendy around the Studio

Bendy talking and having a 2-d version of himself from when the ink was living on paper who is a companion, and much much closer to the cartoons than the Ink Demon/ Living Bendy

Animation Smears are a thing, and so he ends up duplicating himself on accident and has to hide that there are 2 of him

    ―    It was so beautiful in here. He couldn’t help but stare at all the walls. Since Varian and the castle inhabitants had gotten along again, the kid was really happy. Ecstatic even. Bendicus never really wanted to get in the way of his other relationships, so he never tried to get Varian’s attention when the others were around. This just caused him to roam the halls of the castle as sneakily as he could. 

            Maybe it was an invasion of privacy to enter the rooms, and not really care who’s they were, but entering in this one had him nearly awestruck. Art lined the walls, the ceilings, and he couldn’t help but stare as he gently walked in the room. So much art, so much paint. Whoever this was had his respect. Saying that, he hadn’t meant to meet them in that moment. Hearing the door open again behind him, the ink creature’s head whipped around, and he instantly raised his hands defensively.

                       ❛   Would’ya     believe     me     if     I     said     I     was     a     uh . . .    a     hallucination ?   ❜

          Varian  was  used  to  hearing  some  noises  at  night,  even  with  his  father  trapped  in  the  amber.  Bendy  didn’t  need  sleep,  so  of  course  there  was  some  rustling  around  in  the  middle  of  the  night.  That  didn’t  bother  Varian.  He  could  actually  sleep  through  it.  But  tonight  —  he  woke  up  after  hearing  a  loud  crash.  Bolting  up  in  his  bed,  the  alchemist  scrambled  toward  the  basement.  He  stopped  in  his  tracks  &&  stared  at  the  utter  darkness  in  front  of  him.  There  was  definitely  something  wrong  with  this  —  something  was  wrong  with  Bendy.  

          He  didn’t  waste  anymore  time  in  opening  the  door.  He  was  met  with  a  horrible  sight,  something  he’d  never  seen  before.  Bendy  had  morphed  into  some  kind  of  monster.  He  vaguely  recalled  his  inky  friend  mentioning  a  monster  form,  but  he’d  never  actually  seen  it.  His  eyes  widened  in  horror,  especially  after  realizing  that  he’d  been  reaching  for  the  piece  of  the  Demanitus  scroll  he’d  found  among  his  father’s  items.

                      ❝No wait—! Bendy… What’s wrong with you?❞

          Varian  raised  his  arms  defensively,  worried  for  his  friend.  Bendy  was  the  last  friend  Varian  had,  he  couldn’t  lose  him  too.  He  just  didn’t  know  how  to  help  him.  

    ―    The creature hesitated as Varian opened the door, and seemed to take a step back. He still had his grin on his face. It could never leave. Focus stayed on the boy, and he lowered his enlarged fist. That was his friend... Why had he run in here like that? He looked panicked. He was lost in his own mind, in his thoughts. He wasn’t even sure what was going on around him. All he could feel was rage.

                       ❛   L . . . i a r . . . .   ❜

           His voice was harsh and scratchy. A body trying to emulate the sound it could once make. Ink dripped from his form, creating a pool around him that was just absorbed back into him. What was wrong? There had been so many things. So many things he had kept from Varian. He was just trying to protect him. Then he saw that thing in the lab. The Scroll.

            Suddenly he straightened up, and whipped his head back to the scroll, and let out a growl. Him. HE was the reason everything went wrong! He always was! Hand raised again to go after the scroll, to grab it.

            The inky hand however, couldn’t. Some force pushed against his hand, making it impossible for him to grab it. This only caused him to growl more, before it quieted down, and he fell with a harsh thud on his knees.

Bendicus (lovingly nicknamed Bendy) was spawned from a creation of Demanitus. A homonculus of Ink, Bendicus was a loyal follower of Demanitus, and helped him out however he could. Writing notes, making mapes, anything that needed an inky skill was done by the ink being. He was a loyal follower of Demanitus and would do anything for his creator. There is no light without darkness though, and nothing good last forever.

Zhan Tiri, or rather some of the demon’s followers corrupted Bendicus. Telling the ink creature that it’s creator was lying to him, and that there was no friendship between the 2; just a creation and its creator. For a while Bendicus didn’t believe them, and denied their claims. He still helped Demanitus, but with the growing obsession of the Sun and the Moonstone, Bendicus started falling into that hatred.

Eventually, Demanitus vanished- a final strife against Zhan Tiri. That wasnt how Bendicus saw it though- his creator abandoned him. Filled with rage, and hate, and fury, the once adorable ink creature adopted a new appearance when giving into those emotions- a monstrous ink being.

Since then, he’s been roaming Corona and the kingdoms, hiding from most- but those he feels he can trust he will appear to. The ability to manipulate ink around him, as well as become a 2-dimensional figure on a piece of paper, Bendicus is a fountain of knowledge, however due to his madness rarely thinks about his old master.

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