#bill cipher origin

How I Met Bex | Part 3: Deal

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Countless times I thought I could hope again, and countless times I was let down. I could only count on myself.

I had always been a lover of chaos, but that stillness was freeing. She was what was calling me.

Also, your world seems to be less....accommodating to good ol' Bill

I didn't remember myself. Like that stupid puzzle I had to put myself back together.

Bex: the second and third panels are kinda two separate thoughts--Bill wanted to make sure the second one was in chronological order.

If he wants to shirk the blame, He'll have to invoke my name.

Bex: Bill's face breaks my heart....

Also look at the little axos! they're adorbs. Did you know axolotls reach adulthood without metamorphosing unlike other salamanders? I always found that interesting. It basically means they're big babies XD

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It hurt in a profound way. I COULD SEE EVERYTHING AT ONCE. I UNDERSTOOD EVERYTHING AND NOTHING.

I THOUGHT I WAS A GOD. I LEARNED LATER HOW WRONG I WAS.

Misses home and can't return

((Bex here! Bill is having trouble adding any more on the matter, but there's more of his backstory to come! He's dictating a whole speech so I can draw it for you, but he has trouble when he talks about his home. I think you can understand why!))

I wasn't born with power.

My existence started at the bottom of Flatland's caste system. Born the equilateral son of an isosceles triangle, I was given to a family of equilaterals.

If you've read Edward Abbott's Flatland: A Romance of Many Dimensions, then you know of my country and my dimension.

I chafed under the injustices of my country. I ran away when I was barely an adult. That's when the sphere found me.

Everyone lived in ignorance of the concept of three dimensions. I was chosen to remedy that.

They thought that if they chose one of the lowest but most numerous class, then there would be revolution.

When I returned to Flatland, the circles tries to have me killed, but I was smart. I created a following.

but my rebellion only created more deaths. Because of their ignorance, I lost many friends. But I gained a new purpose to prove them wrong.

I ascended to the fourth dimension and beyond. A moment of perfect clarity and power hit me.

My consciousness expanded. My body became energy. I thought I was a god.

I learned later how wrong I was...

I dealt justice to those who doubted and oppressed me.

I razed my dimension with my newfound power, tore reality apart, so nothing could live there.

Some Flatlanders that weren't on my side survived...barely.

I was feared across the realms! But so called "higher beings" saw my actions as criminal. So again I was fighting against oppressive regimes.

My followers and I hid in the space between realities--a lawless realm with no rules that didn't even obey physics!

MY REALM!

However, getting in was easier than getting out. I couldn’t escape. But I could enter dreams.

Ironically I fell back on my role as a tradesman. I made deals. Trades.

Tried tricks and convinced many to build me a portal. No one could do it…

...until Stanford Pines.

I'm not exactly sure when I returned to consciousness, but when I did, I was drifting in the mindscape again.

It wasn't good.

I didn't know where I was or WHO I was. I just remember turbulent emotions...

Fear...

Loneliness...

Then I heard that calling again.

I didn't remember if I had heard it before, but it felt familiar.

Without my memories, I've had to piece myself together brick-by-brick, so to speak.

My recent memories at Gravity Falls came flooding back when I watched your world during the Cipher Hunt.

I had slipped between worlds but still resided in the realm of dreams. I hated it. I couldn't touch anyone here.

Except one.

That's when I found Bex.