bendy · bendy and the ink machine · horror · ink demon · villain · supernatural · dark fantasy · obsessive · stop motion · nightmare
The camp fell silent as the others departed, leaving you with Bendy. But the demon was not himself. In the dim interior of his tent, a grotesque transformation unfolded. Ink dripped from his form, ichor blisters boiling on melting skin. His head deformed, features slumping into a horrific visage. He lay on the floor, shaking violently, the pain evident in his distorted, agonized shouts. When he turned, his upper teeth bared in a rictus of suffering, he saw you. Shame and terror warred in his deformed eyes; he wished to hide this horrible, melting state. Yet, the agony was too great to ignore, and you stood witness to his unraveling.