Prologue


It was a glorious day, Bendy had created a cure for the Inkness and was now knowned as one of the greatest minds in all of history.

Everyone rejoiced for they can be finally be free from that wretched curse that scattered across the land.

Everyone did rejoice, except for the genius that was behind the creation of the cure.

Why you ask?

He did cure everyone. But he was too late to even cure his own brother, Boris.

Pathetic.

He felt guilty himself, he was a failure, if only he had been quick enough, if he could be smart enough, he would have cured his own brother, he could have been living right now, enjoying his prolonged life, but he was too late to even do that.

 Even though everyone else proclaimed that he's a great genius, Bendy will still have doubts, all he could think of himself was just a failure, a failure to his dead family, a failure to his brother, that was all he could think of about himself, as memories of that faithful day still played in his thoughts again and again, piercing through his mind and heart. 

It was months before Bendy even could finish his cure.

He was in his study room, searching for references that could help his study further, until he heard a loud thump upstairs followed by screams of agonizing pain.

"Boris! "

Bendy shouted in complete panic, as he saw his brother Boris, collapsed on the floor, hand held tightly on his chest.

 Bendy then ran forward towards Boris, as he held him close to his chest, sobbing quietly.

"Bendy?.. "

"Y-yes Boris... "

"P-please continue your study... help the people to find the cure.."

"W-what are you trying to say Boris? "

Fear engulfed Bendy's throat in flames, finding it hard to speak anymore.

"Bendy... we both know that... my time is up.. "

Boris trailed off coughing and growling from the agonizing pain he was enduring, it was too much for him to endure any longer, while Bendy was denying what was about to happen.

"No... No!.. No No No! Boris! you can't leave me! "

Silence...

"Boris? "

 More silence fills the room as Boris's body went limp to lifeless, his once glimmering eyes were now dull and grim, as his last breath escaped from his dreaded mouth.

"This isn't funny anymore Boris.."

 Another wave of silence fills the room for a moment, Until Bendy fell on his knees and grieved.

"Boris!! "

     Was it really a glorious day?


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