(I'm splitting this into parts cause I'm a ✨lazy ass person✨)

[TW: more cult shit,pain,and sadism]

Golfball examines twos markings,as tennisball researched the black substance coming out of their eyes.

"Hm...anything on the substance,TB?" Golfball asked as she looked over twos markings.

Two was in immense pain. Like...you have no idea how much pain they are in,it's really bad (think of 5 trucks hitting you.)

"This substance...it isn't normal,but...I think it's stabilised liquid dark matter?"

"TB,that's impossible,dark matter cannot exist in such a state...unless..." Golfball looks at two

"Two,I need you to tell us what exactly happened..."

"Well...I was in the forest..." two started "and I met Profiley again! They seemed nice,well...until it got dark...then they were acting weird,and I got hit in the head by a weird masked person! Then I was chained to a pedestal and this weird...black thing appeared before me...and it merged with me...I swear I can hear it in my head...speaking to me...speaking something I can't make out but I know it's there..." two didn't feel comfortable in their own body anymore. It felt...tainted. Like something stained it and they couldn't wash it off.

"So that explains why you were missing for 5 hours..." Golfball looked back at tennisball*

"I'll be right back. You watch over two for me." Golfball walked away,as tennisball sat with two to comfort them.

[RASJFJWIJFIEM]

Golfball walked through her factory,until they reached a section where she kept her books,shuffling through them until she found one puffball lend to her. 'The secrets of the undying.' It was a strange,dusty book that never seemed to quite fit with the others. Golfball walked back to two and tennisball,holding the book in hand. "So...I remember this book talking about dark matter...so let's check it out..." Golfball opened the book,and read it out...

['The undying is a being made of pure dark matter,and its only goal is to spread corruption throughout the world. It feasts on object-kind,and it enjoys the suffering of others,so anytime it hurts someone or something,it'll make it slow,deliberate. A group of people found this intriguing,and they decided to aid in undying's goal to corrupt the world...only problem was...]

[...Undying didn't have a physical body. It needed a vessel. So the newfound cult decided to try and find a body for their new god. A weak and normal object didn't satisfy undying,as if it wasn't powerful enough,it would simply force the body to explode,killing them instantly. Which is a chore to clean. And if it was the vessel was too powerful,undying would get trapped in their mind,essentially killing them. So a middle ground would need to be found. Undying had a craving for power,and nothing would stop this goal.]

When Golfball finished reading,she looked up and noticed tennisball looking very shocked. "So...it's made of dark matter..." tennisball looked back over to the vial,thinking.

"Hm...if we can figure out a cure,or something that can pull undying out of twos body...we can save them?" 

Golfball nodded,as she put down the book. "But,we have to be careful. If two turns,we could get hurt. And we might need backup. So! I will get the other Are You Okay-ers,and you can take two to the newfound isolation chamber!" Golfball said,before she ran off to get the others.

Tennisball blinked,before he led two to the isolation chamber,which was a small room,in the far corner of the factory. Despite the name,the chamber was actually just a regular,comfy little bedroom.

"Just hang tight two,we'll get undying out of your body." Tennisball said, before closing the door,and locking it.

Two just laid on their bed,their arms burning...well,more like everything burning...it all hurt...it was so hard to see properly with how much pain they were in. They simply focused their efforts on breathing now. 

They hoped it would end soon.

(Wow look! Lore! This shit is awful!)