“Ink? Friend someone is trying playing a prank on you, there doesn’t
exist such thing as talking ink here on Hyrule.” Shalbie said before
he took a second sip form his glass of milk. “ Well I’ve never met
any and look I might not be a black sentient blob now but in the
past i actually was a sentient dark purple blob…” He commented as the
urge to study the repairman closely appeared.“ Wait a minute your
eyes aren’t glowing and you are pitch black, I’ve never been
completely black and my eyes have always been this bright glowing
pink…” Shalbie said as he began to remember his own blob-like stage and
how his and the repairman’s didn’t seem to be alike. “This could only
mean one thing…. Your Light counterpart has got to have had more and
bigger negative emotions when you where created! That’s why you and I
are so different!”
“No, no, I’m not from–”
Ah, Shalbie was taking a closer look. Now he’d wise up and realize–Nope. Still convinced he’s a shadow.
The inkblot sighed. This was going to be a pain, wasn’t it?
“Okay, fine,” he said, resting his forehead on his hand, “If I’m a shadow, who’s my Light counterpart? I’m ink, I tell you!”
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