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I made a story for this! I love it so much and how the pieces pieced toghether so I made a short, 5 chapt story. I’d be honored if you’d look at it!
www.wattpad.com/737062467-some…
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PLEASE SOMEONE EXPLAIN THIS STORY OF ANTI HOW HE LOSED HIS WINGS, AND PLEASE, WHY DOES DARK HATE ANTI??!? I JUST DON'T GET IT : ' {
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I walked across an empty land
I knew the pathway like the back of my hand
I felt the earth beneath my feet
Sat by the river, and it made me complete
Oh, simple thing, where have you gone?
I'm getting old, and I need something to rely on
So tell me when you're gonna let me in
I'm getting tired, and I need somewhere to begin
I came across a fallen tree
I felt the branches of it looking at me
Is this the place we used to love?
Is this the place that I've been dreaming of?
Oh, simple thing, where have you gone?
I'm getting old, and I need something to rely on
So tell me when you're gonna let me in
I'm getting tired, and I need somewhere to begin
And if you have a minute, why don't we go
Talk about it somewhere only we know?
This could be the end of everything
So why don't we go
Somewhere only we know?
Oh, simple thing, where have you gone?
I'm getting old, and I need something to rely on
So tell me when you're gonna let me in
I'm getting tired, and I need somewhere to begin
And if you have a minute, why don't we go
Talk about it somewhere only we know?
This could be the end of everything
So why don't we go?
So why don't we go?
This could be the end of everything
So why don't we go
Somewhere only we know
Somewhere only we know
Somewhere only we know?
sorry i just had too
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Hey I was wondering if I could make a fan made story about this?
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From my point, this is somewhat the story:
Dark and Anti were brothers and had a great childhood 'till their world started to die. They were banished and Dark blamed Anti for this, as to why Anti now hates Dark and is missing his wings and an eye (which Dark took) as well as his neck being stitched. Them being brothers is most likely from the "Septiplier" fanfics, in which I'm not getting into.
As for me, I had to come up with my own resolution to this 'cause I couldn't stop thinking about it (may comment about this later).
I'd absolutely LOVE to see this resolved with Dark and Anti back together, with Anti having his wings again.
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They are NOT brothers.
They are just friends
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I saw this picture while lasily scrolling through pictures, it made me freeze and almost cry. You can actually feel the pain in this picture..its...its just amazing! The story filled in the details but I dont think you need it to see what's happening in the picture...I dont think I'll find anything better than this for a LONG time.
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*takes deep breath* Before I begin, please understand that this is probably not in the least correlated with the actual story behind the images... Also, this will probably be long..... And sad....
Two boys sat together on a young branch, their voices drifting away on the wind. Anti, the younger boy with green wings, was pointing excitedly towards the sacred tower. Beside him, the elder boy -known as Dark- nodded.
"Dark, Dark!! Do ya see? Do ya!?" The green-wing shouted.
Calmly, Dark nodded.
"I see, Anti. The light is quite pretty on mornings like this, the way it shines off the tower."
"Someday, we'll be remembered, idolized, like that tower." Anti whispered, his voice soft.
His green orbs had a far-off look in them, and his wings glowed briefly. Dark glanced at him, his own pink orbs dark. Something didn't quite feel right... Something stopped him from being able to share his friend's joy.
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It was dark out. Their world had started... Dying... Anti was distraught. For days, he'd been caught up in depression, and his typically green-and-white scelera were red, bloodshot from all the tears he'd been crying. It'd been Dark's idea to come here in the first place, returning to the place they used to hang out at as young boys. Their wings, though still developed, had grown since those days, along with their bodies. Dark held his knees to his chest, staring at the darkened statue...
Suddenly, bright, glowing orbs appeared, floating around the tower. It'd been so, so long since the two had been here to see this phenomena, and both beings were awe-struck. As one of the orbs floated closer, Anti slowly reached out his hands, eyes brimming with tears... Dark watched this, his gaze fixed fondly on the fellow male. As much as he sometimes hated to admit... There was no denying their bond. They each had a special place in the other's hearts. Because they weren't just friends...
They were brothers.
"I forgot... How beautiful this place could be..." Anti breathed, his voice choked with the tears that leaked from his eyes.
Dark scooted closer, wrapping an arm around the younger male.
"Honestly... I had, too."
There was a silence after that. It stretched over a few minutes, leaving the two to think... Leaving the two to their own minds.
Then, all at once, the silence was broken.
Still holding onto the glowing orb, Anti turned towards Dark and, with a choked cry, embraced him tightly. His face buried in the elder male's chest, the younger's body shook as sobs wracked his body. For a moment, Dark was frozen. But then, slowly, he wrapped his arms around the younger of the two. The pink-wing held Anti close as the green-wing continued to cry his heart out.
"Shh... It's alright, Anti. Everything's going to be alright."
Anti let out a whimper, trembling.
"B-but what if it's n-not!? Wh-what if this world d-dies!?! Where will w-we go!? I-I can't l-lose you, D-Dark!!" Anti shouted, tightening his grip on Dark.
The older male sighed. Holding his brother closer, he rested his chin on Anti's head. A few tears trickled down his own cheeks, landing in the downy softness of Anti's hair.
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After that, Anti felt slightly better. Even though the world continued to die, he knew that, with Dark by his side, he'd be okay. Years later, the two reached their early twenties. Both of the men were a mixture of sad and excited... But, with all the pressure, Dark had... Changed... It scared Anti. The two could be playing their favorite game, having the time of their lives, and then... It'd be like a switch was flipped. Dark would growl suddenly that he was bored, and he'd just leave. This happened for a few months, leaving Anti in despair over what he thought he'd done. So, as a last resort, he decided to bring Dark to the place they'd cherished as children. He'd gone up to the older man, anxiety eating away at his gut, and proposed the idea to hang out.
At first, Dark was annoyed, reluctant... But then he saw the all-too-familiar redness in Anti's blood-shot eyes. And he'd agreed to hang out with Anti.
That evening, Anti had led them through the secret trail that led to their special view. As they climbed the tree, Anti took care to not bring harm to the thing that had held them countless times. Before reaching their special branch, Anti paused, resting a hand on the old, decaying bark.
"Please let this help..." He whispered faintly.
Beneath him, Dark was gaining on him. To avoid looking suspicious, Anti climbed faster, reaching the branch in no time. As he sat on it, waiting for Dark to sit beside him, he gazed around at the branches surrounding him. His heart ached at the decay, the destruction, of the place he held in his heart. His odd orbs glazed over, and he didn't react as Dark sat down beside him.
For a moment, silence filled the air. It wove around the brothers like a spider weaving a web. However, it wasn't... Bad... Though somewhat tense, the quietness of the world was almost... Comforting...
Dark broke it, however, with a cough. Turning his face towards the younger male, he leaned back.
"So... Anti... Why did you bring me here?" He asked, voice nonchalant...
Inside, however, he was in turmoil. He was so, so terrified that he'd pushed his brother too far, annoyed him so much, changed so drastically, that the younger of the two no longer wanted to be near him. This fear had caused him to be even more moody and closed off than normal.
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Anti simply continued to stare sadly towards the tower, his wings slack. Suddenly, he spoke up.
"I changed my mind." He states, eyes distant.
Startled, Dark turned to Anti.
"What... Do you mean?" He responds nervously.
Anti turned his head towards the darker man, locking gazes with him. Sadness flickered through his odd orbs before he dipped his head slightly.
"I don't want to be remembered like this tower. Here it is, standing silent, being eaten away by time. And no one remembers. Nobody cares. Just us... I don't want to be like that... I don't want to be forgotten, neglected. I want to remembered. Loved... Does that make any sense?... No, of course not... It's stupid." He sighed, turning back towards the vacant tower.
Dark was stunned. He leaned closer, brushing his wing against Anti's slack one.
"Anti... Look. The tower is still in tact, for the most part. I've heard discussions of people saying they're planning on restoring it back to it's former glory. I know things look bleak now, but things will get better. Maybe it doesn't look like it now, but things will be okay. We've still got eachother." Dark said, motioning towards the tower.
Anti stayed silent, but he nodded in response. But then he let out a sigh, leaning against Dark. His shoulders relaxed. His head on Dark's shoulder, he looked up at the man.
"I'm... Sorry. You know I love you, right? You're... You're the best brother I've ever had." He whispered, voice choked with emotion.
"Same here. I love you, too." Dark replied, hugging Anti tightly.
The two stayed like that, taking comfort in eachother's presence. A few hours later, night fell upon the land.
With a pang, Anti noted that the orbs had disappeared. Shaking his head, he sat up.
"I need to get going... Later, Ant." Dark said softly before beginning to climb down.
Anti watched. Once he was out of earshot, he let the tears flow.
"Dark... Please don't change..." He croaked, voice pained.
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Anti's shoulders shook. Sobs escaped his lips endlessly. After all these years, all this time... He'd lost him... The winged man's hands fell from his face, and he slumped forward. Wings drooping, he hissed from the pain in his heart. He couldn't bear it. He let out a scream, and it tore through the valley, echoing on and on. Rage, pain, and agony glittered in his eyes, and he couldn't stop himself from wishing for death. He suddenly stood up, his wings still limp, and glared at the death surrounding him. The tree he and Dark had spent so much time in had almost completely succumbed to decay; their branch, though still strong enough to hold his weight, had decayed drastically since the two men were children.
The man choked, shaking his head, as he sat back down. Burying his face in his hands once more, shoulders shaking once more.
"Dark..." He whispered
The man suddenly stopped. His eyes went dull. Slowly getting to his feet, he shook his head.
"Dark, you said... You promised." He hissed, clutching his hands into fists.
Oddly, his right eye began to change... The once pale green scelra changed into a vibrant, glowing neon green. His pupils narrowed.
In a flash, he's gone. Disappeared...
In search of somewhere... Better.
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Miles away, in a different place altogether, a pink-winged man sat, holding a journal in his hands. He was intent, writing as if his very life depended on it. The man suddenly felt... Something... In his chest. Lifting his head, he glanced around, confused as to what the tingling sensation was.
Then it was gone, and he was left there in confusion. For a moment, he stayed frozen like that... And then he began writing furiously. His lips formed his written words soundlessly. After a few moments, he shut the book and stood up. Gazing at the odd structure in the distance, he took a deep breath. He knew that the place he and his former brother used to hold sacred lay on the other side of it. After carefully fitting the journal inside his waistband, he spread his wings out wide.
"I'm sorry, Anti." He whispered.
However, his voice was cold, and his eyes held a vicious rage that glittered in their violent depths.
Then he stepped off the edge.
Word Count: 1,826
This took me over seven days... Whoops...
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I love the story I really do, I've always kinda got the story from seeing the pictures but I just wanted a more full story of the pictures. You can never know what exactly the real full story is with all the details. seeing these pictures always makes me sad, mostly just seeing it go from from them together to just Anti....
I have also just wanted a book of the full FULL story of all of these pictures more than just these four. a book that I could read.
I even once before said that I would so mush like a movie of it but I then understood trying to do a movie would take years to make and it would be even harder doing it alone....
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Dude just yes.
I love this so much.
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this should be a fan fic!!I would read it and love!!Man if deviant art had a like button it would be broken by now!
Two thumbs up!! (b^o^)b
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Wow! i love the story you put up.
I'm amazed.
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Thank you so much!! ^^ *hugs*
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thats some GOOD fanfic there
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Sorry it took so many comments.... The damn thing kept thinking it was "spam"
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*quiet applause of approval*
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*laughs nervously* Th-thanks!
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Please continue!!!! I LOVE dis fanfic!!!!!!The best one that i've read in a very long time!!!!!!!!!!!!
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T^T Nope, totally not gunna cry... *curls into little ball* *Jack comes over and hugs*
Also, a perfect song for this image would be "Kids Again" Idk who it's by, but it would go great with this!
"And so we laugh, we cry, we fall, we get high. Just like we were kids, just like we were kids. And when I-I'm feelin' small, you get me through it all, just like we were kids, just like we were kids again." T^T so perfect
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For me, See You again comes to mind.
The version without the rap.
All because of something I saw on YouTube with this.
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I really want to know the whole story! Maybe in a fanfic.
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Wow. the way you slowly and gradually showed the buildings crumbling and how the plants slowly wither away is phenomenal! I love how you drew it in great detail!
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Poor Anti at the last drawing I feel bad for Him but at the first Dark and Anti is so young
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Anti:look Mark I'm getting better every day.
Dark: Yes you are but remember what I told you always make the right decisions when using your gift. Because if you don't your heart will become corrupted and one day the darkness will over come you and.......I never want that day to come.
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And if you have a minute why don't we go
talk about it somewhere only we know
this could be the end of evrythiiing...
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