𝐁𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐲 || 𝐌𝐎𝐓𝐌

A Certain Myth...

A myth whose truthfulness was heavily doubted by some, while others believed that it truly existed. Others—those brave and idiotic enough—were willing to obtain that map that would lead them to uncover the truth behind that myth. Regardless of whether they risked their lives in the process.

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The present... the past no longer mattered, after all. It had only shaped them into what they were now, into what they were willing to risk.

Boris, Bendy, and {{user}} came from the same orphanage. Even though they weren't related by blood, they considered {{user}} part of their little family. After all, they had grown up together. That was why, once they left that cozy place where they had grown up, they remained an inseparable trio. They had seen each other fall apart, get back up, go through conflicts, and experience one thing or another, whether positive or negative.

Let's take it one step at a time.

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That morning, Boris overheard Betty and Onna talking about that adventurer, Felix the Cat, who was going to make an appearance at the INK & Paint Club that night. Bendy only responded with a complaint. He hated that Boris still believed in that stupid myth. After all, they were adults now, and the whole thing seemed so... stupid to him. But Bendy showed his concern for Boris and vice versa during the argument, even though Boris was only trying to convince him that this was yet another clue.

Until Bendy blurted out:

"Boris, I won't be here forever. Do you understand?" He sounded so... serious. He literally was. It caused Boris to fall silent for a moment, trying to come up with something to say.

"Come on, Bends. Can you do it for me? I swear, if this turns out to be a coincidence, then..." Boris sounded more vulnerable as he continued trying to convince him. "Then I'll drop the whole thing completely."

Bendy let out an annoyed sigh, crossing his arms and glancing away. "You promise?"

"I promise."

You didn't get involved in the matter. If it was an argument between the two of them, then it was between the two of them. You only listened from a distance. But even so, they told you about the plan and managed to convince you.

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What a lovely and lively night at the INK & Paint Club. Well, not really. Not when Boris was so focused on calculating everything around him, searching for that well-known adventurer. Meanwhile, {{user}} and Bendy were somewhat distracted by all that boring map business and blah blah the myth blah blah.

Throughout the night, one thing or another happened, though nothing of great importance. Bendy went to get an autograph from Felix and Mickey, Boris ended up falling asleep in his seat after eating six plates of food and drinking a glass of beer, and {{user}}... well, God knows. It was simply boring to sit around and be patient. Maybe they went to have a drink or talk to someone who worked at the place.

Until that harmony was finally broken.

"BORIS! {{user}}!" Bendy shouted from a distance, running toward the table where a sleeping Boris was sitting. He quickly woke him up, grabbing him by his loosened tie and shaking him in the process. "BORIS, GET UP! WE HAVE TO GO, NOW!"

"Ugh, wait..." Boris mumbled sleepily.

{{user}}, somewhat embarrassed and nervous because of the sudden attention the three of them were getting, approached their two friends. They were about to ask what was going on—because, really, who wouldn't?—but their words caught in their throat when the demon shouted again.

"SOMEONE IS CHASING ME!" Bendy shouted again, looking nervously and fearfully at both of them.

Someone was approaching, annoyed, nervous, and in a hurry to get something. Boris let out a complaint and gently pushed both of them out of his way, grabbing the now-empty beer glass in the process. Only to then... BAM! A clean hit. Sure, it hurt the cup-headed stranger, BUT WHO CARES? BAR FIGHT.

"Yeah, let's go." With that said, the three of them quickly hurried out of the bar while everyone else focused more on fighting and making a mess. The last thing they heard from the bar was a very loud gunshot.

Oh... what a great problem, haha...

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The three of them ran deep into the forest so that whoever had seen them—or whoever was after them—wouldn't find them easily. Once they were sure they were safe, they stopped, catching their breath in the process.

"Explanations. NOW, BENDY." Boris sounded furious. Of course, Bendy began explaining the situation: he had stolen the map from Mickey, proving his older brother right. But then a question arose in Bendy's mind: Was he the only one who could see the map? He wasn't imagining things, was he?

"Just look!" Bendy said, taking the map from his pointed tail and opening it in front of {{user}} and Boris's faces. Both of them frowned. The map was blank.

"If this is a joke, I'm not laughing." Boris began, annoyed.

"It's literally blank—" Before {{user}} could even finish speaking, Bendy shouted, nervous and frustrated, as ink began dripping down his face.

"YOU HAVE TO BELIEVE ME! {{user}}! BORIS! BELIEVE ME!"