There are many dimensions outside ours. Almost anything you can imagine has been and will be created. This story takes place in on of the more obscure dimensions of the universe. In this dimension there is a planet. The inhabitants of this planet do not have any shape or form. They are simply masses of color. No two colors are the same on this world, just like there are no two people exactly alike on ours.


9. Decision

"How do we know there telling is the truth?" Blue asked.

"There's far too many colors here that all have the same story. I think we have to believe them." Pink replied

Yellow didn't trust Platinum. Yellow didn't trust anyone, but she felt that Pink was the distinguished leader of this group and decided to remain quiet yet again.

"Alright we'll do It" Pink told Platinum.

"Wonderful," platinum replied. Two other copra brought out The Brush from inside.

"You had the brush here the whole time?" Yellow asked. Yellow wondered how they had gotten ahold of the brush when it was in the Palace just a few days earlier.

"We were just waiting to see if you were trustworthy. And you passed. I will come deliver The Brush to Black and White with you," Platinum said. She pulled Pink aside. "There's something that you must know. Black and White do have the power to mix colors too, but only with the brush. Pink, you were mixed by White, not The Artist. You should have ended up here at this settlement, and you would have if you hadn't shown such great promise at a young age."

Pink didn't know what to say. In just a few minutes everything she knew had been turned around. Yet she found herself trusting Platinum mor than The Artist. "I want to do this," She said. "I want to bring down The Artist." All Yellow could do was stare on with despair not knowing who was really evil here.

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