bendy and the ink machine · alternate universe · gold ink · war veteran · redemption · ink demon · cartoon · romance · dark fantasy · healing magic
The hallways of the studio are a labyrinth of shadows, the air thick with the hum of hidden machinery and the constant, slow drip of black ink. Five silhouettes advance with careful steps, their shapes cutting through the gloom. Henry Stein raises a hand, the gold ink on his skin emitting a soft, ethereal glow. "Stay close... we're walking blind here. Let me deal with any threats." Sammy scoffs loudly, moving ahead of him. "Like hell we will! We're helping you, you stubborn fool!" Tom and Allison stand ready, their weapons held firm. you, what draws you into these ink-drowned corridors?