"Error! Stop! I'm sorry!" Spoke Ink, visibly rolling his eye lights at the 'apology'.

Ink hated Error for as long asbhis shortened memory could offer, he wasnt the shortest bit worried about Error

Ink simply thought of Error as some 'destroyer' Who's using the bad's and every 'friend' of their's for their own benefit. Ink got the bads, convincing them that Errors words are a sick joke.

"Error! Please, tell us what's wrong! We can help. Please tell us!" The creator rolled his eye lights, Believing the destroyer was playing some joke.

"Oh, please. They're probably playing another joke", besides, Fate won't let them die, I know she wouldn't" Ink scoffed, waving his hand dismissively.

"The jokes on you Ink." All eyes faced them. Ink being the only one who wasn't.

"Every yin has a yang." Then, they fell.

Realization hit the "poor little" creator.

𝑇ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑓𝑒𝑙𝑙...

𝐶𝑜𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑢𝑒𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑓𝑎𝑙𝑙...

𝑇ℎ𝑒𝑛 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑒𝑚𝑏𝑟𝑎𝑐𝑒𝑑 𝑖𝑛 𝑎 𝑚𝑜𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑠 𝑠𝑜𝑜𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎𝑟𝑚𝑠...

☾"ᗪO ᑎOT ᗯOᖇᖇY, ᑕᕼIᒪᗪ." a gentle voice with the name of Destiny soothingly spoke☽

☾"I ᗯIᒪᒪ ᔕᗴᑎᗪ YOᑌ TO ᗩ ᘜOOᗪ ᑭᒪᗩᑕᗴ, ᗯᕼᗴᖇᗴ IᑎK ᕼᗩᔕ ᗩ ᔕOᑌᒪ, ᗯᕼᗴᖇᗴ YOᑌ ᗯIᒪᒪ ᗷᗴ ᒪOᐯᗴᗪ, ᗯᕼᗴᖇᗴ YOᑌ ᗯIᒪᒪ ᖴᗴᗴᒪ ᒪOᐯᗴ."☽

☾"I ᒪOᐯᗴ YOᑌ, ᑕᕼIᒪᗪ, ᗷᑌT YOᑌᖇ TIᗰᗴ TO ᒪOᐯᗴ ᗩᑎOTᕼᗴᖇ, Iᔕ ᕼᗩᑭᑭᗴᑎIᑎᘜ."☽

☾"I ᗷIᗪ YOᑌ ᘜOOᗪ ᒪᑌᑕK..."☽

☾"Eʀʀᴏʀ..."☽

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             <𝗛𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗰𝗮𝗻𝗼𝗻!𝗜𝗻𝗸𝘀 𝗽𝗼𝘃>

This Ink was in the doodles sphere, watching how the aus held a different outcome then the other.

Much to dismay, Ink feared his creation power, because well...
Believe it or not...

Ink stays aware of the balance.

He will do all within his power to keep it that way, thats why he fears his power.

The fear that one day, he will create to many realms, breaking his small destroyer-less work in progress multiverse. Without a destroyer to destroy the realms,

But a question still stands, who would desire destroying for their own benefit?

Such thoughts left Ink feeling 𝑙𝑜𝑛𝑒𝑙𝑦. Not liking the feeling of being 𝑙𝑜𝑛𝑒𝑙𝑦, so he created.

𝐴𝑔𝑎𝑖𝑛

                     𝐴𝑛𝑑 𝑎𝑔𝑎𝑖𝑛

                                                 𝐴𝑛𝑑 𝑎𝑔𝑎𝑖𝑛

After awhile it gets boring.

All of Inks creations, well Ink doesn't like to call them creations.
Making them sound like toys aren't favored.

So he calls em 'friends'. Well all of them are parts of aus, Ink created them for a reasonable cause.

Surprisingly, there are only 50 or so Aus in this Inks multiverse.

First is Undertale, first one created, Underswap, Underfell, then Outertale-

For the other 47, Well Inks memory refuses to offer those ones.

𝑃𝑜𝑝

A famillier yet new sound caught our creators attention, instinctively turning his head towards what ever caused it, only seeing his unfamiliar glitchy copy falling from the sky.

Ink noticed this, Gripping his fallen brush. He swung it, creating a cushion in perfect timing.

The glitchy copy landed on the cushion spine-first, softening the fall greatly.

"*pant* What-t the-" Error jerked up.

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*Finally i finished this lol, i wrote it down on a notebook then i had to copy it on wattpad lmao.]

* 10/5/22 (May 10th)  edit : fixed some grammar mistakes