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Blank…Empty…Unfinished that’s what his world was, and no matter how much he hoped nothing would change he doesn’t know how long he’d been sitting there alone. They all walked away from him they had no hope left and he was sure soon he wouldn’t either.
Hope that their creator hadn’t given up on them. But after waiting in the void, he realized that no matter how much he hoped his creator had given them up. He started to question whether he too would be consumed by the empty void…? Doomed to sit and wait for eternity.
He couldn’t bear it anymore he felt like he was going insane. At that moment he couldn’t comprehend what his body was doing his hand reached up and grabbed his soul clutching it painfully tight and then…he pulled slowly and painfully screaming in agony as his soul ripped and tore at the seams.
Suddenly, he felt someone harshly grab his hands and yank them off his soul. He looked up at an unfamiliar face, they looked like they were covered in a strange goop-like substance. The person had a mortified look on their face. Their complexion looked pale as they stared at him after a while they slowly let go of his hands. They stared at each other until they finally spoke “What were you doing…?” He stared at them unresponsive unsure of what to say “…” The man stared at him waiting for an answer. “Freeing myself,” it was the only reply he could rack his brain for, the man’s face looked to be etched with horror and pity.
They gave a long sigh and offered their hand to him, he slowly reached up and took the man’s hand in his own he was pulled onto his feet and the man summoned a weird goopy hole? Then stepping through pulling him in after him, he clenched his eyes shut as the cold feeling of the portal engulfed him though the feeling didn’t last long as he appeared on the other side of the portal.
He slowly peeled his eyes open and looked at his surroundings everything was so colorful it felt overwhelming; in a nice way. He felt small tears prick his eyes at the sights around him, it was beautiful. The man looked back at him “The names Nightmare, What’s yours, kid,” he shrugged if he did have a name he didn’t know what it was, the man gave another sigh and looked at him intensely.
“How about ink?” They said while staring at the black splotch on his cheek that resembled an ink spill “I like that” he said, his voice practically a whisper.
A small smile appeared on his face he had a name! Nightmare smirked at him briefly before taking his hand, he assumed it was to lead him somewhere. While he walked with nightmare he took in his surroundings the landscape was beautiful he was being led through a forest filled with pine trees the sunset filtered through the forest in a way that illuminated the woods in a magical way.
None of this felt real if he was being frank I mean just a few minutes ago he was sitting in silence in an agonizingly blank world and now he was looking at a colorful world filled with amazing scenery he’s unsure how he knew the names of any of the things he’s looked at so far but that could wait for later.