#gravemistake

FINALLYYY I MADE HOLIDAY ART YIPPPEE!! All credits and solo character images below! VVVV

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In the vast, desolate Iowa countryside of 1930, Charles Reynolds toiled as a humble farmer, his weathered hands nurtured the stubborn earth to yield a meager livelihood. Life was hard, but it was honest, and Charles was content. That was until the day the thirst of his barren land drove him to dig a well.

The endeavor commenced innocently, as most tales of malevolence often do. With a determined clench on his shovel, Charles thrust it into the ground, beginning the excavation that would plunge him headlong into the abyss of his own undoing. The first day yielded an assortment of old coins, their tarnished glimmer reflecting in his greedy eyes, igniting a covetous fire that would soon consume him. Beside the gaping hole, his wife, Agnes, implored him to return home, her voice tinged with a sense of foreboding, but her pleas fell on deaf ears. Greed, that malevolent whisperer, had begun to weave its seductive spell over Charles, drowning out the loving concern of his wife.

The second day of his descent into darkness brought forth glistening treasures of gold. His greed grew insatiable as he continued to delve deeper into the earth, convinced that his relentless pursuit of riches was worth any sacrifice.

On the third day, the bowels of the earth divulged a mysterious find—a corroded plaque with old British words inscribed upon it warned to stay away from the place, a caution that should have been heeded. Yet Charles, his mind shackled by greed, scoffed at the notion of halting his excavation. It was an act of defiance that would soon unravel his world. As night draped the land in a shroud of inky darkness, Charles's shovel struck an object of unfathomable dread. A golden ring, tainted by the hands of time, lay perched on a skeletal finger, the fragile remains of an old woman. He hesitated, then removed the ring and plundered the deceased woman's body for other golden treasures, forsaking his humanity for his insatiable lust for wealth.

His hand brushed against something out of place, a small piece of aged wood, fragile and brittle. Faded letters carved upon it formed a haunting message: "Beware of the Witch."

In the dim light of a flickering lantern, Charles's eyes widened with realization. Panic surged through him as the very walls of the earth trembled, closing in on him with unrelenting force. The ground shook and before Charles could react, the walls crumbled, sealing his fate in a suffocating tomb of soil and stone.

The weight of the earth bore down upon him, crushing him into the annals of history. The townsfolk, alerted by the terrible sounds that had resonated through the night, could do nothing to save him. The cursed well, now a gaping maw of darkness, held the secrets of Charles Reynolds and his insatiable greed for ever.

Uuuh este sitio no es lo que parece (la comida era real)... Fin. Con esto se acaba los extras. Y bueno, ya terminamos el cómic de Babybones en su totalidad... si no fuera porque hay otro “extra”, solo diré que está relacionado con este cómic, pero aún no está terminado. Cuando esté terminado lo subiré y si no se llega a terminar también lo subiré, mientras tanto buscaré cómics cortos hasta que elija el próximo cómic.

Outertale Papyrus el cleptómano.

Abajo esta el link de las páginas del cómic original

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