Ink has questionable ideas. Pale is weirded out what his emotions are doing

Warning: Ink gets a tad violent in this

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Blueberror Multiverse

Ink hated doing it but he had to make sure of Karma staying asleep. Before they had gone to bed he made sure to cover their chocolate, in a tasteless substance he had gotten from Sci. It had zero taste and it would make them fall into a deeper sleep, which was perfect. He watched them like a hawk after they ingested it, till they stumbled upstairs while mumbling good night.

He cringed at the slur he heard in their words and hoped he hadn't used too much. He needed them as sedated as he could get for this to go perfectly. He waited an hour and then went to change his clothes. His new outfit had a similar scent as was on Karma, so he would be able to hold them till the journey was completed.

He had waited as long as possible to enact the plan but today he had felt the magic holding the bonds getting much weaker. He walked in their room and faltered at how small Karma was. He picked them up and held back a sob at what he was about to do. He was a leader and he should be more confident than this. He couldn't regret what would benefit everyone.

He couldn't share his plan with others, as he knew they were too soft hearted to do what was right. Wiping a tear away from his face, he opened a portal to the deeper part of his Doodle Sphere that few knew about. He walked past the 'papers' that were the U's and saw them lean towards Karma. He could see why a Creator was fascinated by this small creature.

He himself had felt the urge to be closer to them multiple times but he had pushed back. It didn't seem to affect Karma much and they even seemed to expect to not be touched. Where they were going they would get the best there was to offer. He had stacked the odds in Karmas favour as much as he could, the rest was up to them.

He reached his destination of a red door that was surrounded by nothing. He was never sure when he got it but it was very useful. It aided in taking him towards where he needed the most. When he heard Karma groan then lean into him, he almost turned back and pretended this had never happened. Looking into arms he knew he wasn't powerful enough to keep them, so started walking through the door.

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Swap Multiverse

He shivered at how quiet the AU he had travelled to was. This strange multiverse always made him wary but he had watched this monster obsessively and knew they would be perfect. He laid Karma on the hard ground, making sure there was no one nearby. He had sneakily created the perfect universe that would be irresistible for the monster to visit before he came here. It would add to the scene he was creating.

He was glad this multiverse Creator hadn't noticed what he had done, as he was sure a fight would have occured.

There shouldn't be anyone SOUL in this universe as he knew the monster had claimed it as his own. His magic had been focused on Karma, so he sensed when the bonds were on their last threads. He now needed to add the final piece. Summoning a sharp bone he crouched down near the babybones. They looked so innocent in their sleep, with no worries bothering them.

Holding his resolve he raised the bone and stabbed it in to their left wing. They let out a horrific scream, causing his hands to shake. He wasn't done as he needed to repeat it. He quickly did the same to the other wing. He stood up and started backing away from the small skeleton. He un-summoned the bones, feeling his hands shake at what he had done. He knew this sin would forever follow him but it needed to be done.

....he wasn't wrong in his plan. He couldn't be. This had to be worth it. He would tell the others he found their multiverse and sent them back. It was a pretty little story and would relieve many. He heard a noise nearby and he knew he had to leave.

With one last look at the trembling babybones, still not fully awake, he left. He prayed he hadn't made the worst mistake in his life.

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Swap Multiverse

Pale didn't think much about the future. His routine was to jump between AU's and absorb them, to obtain any emotion he could. It was always a gamble what he would receive and he never seemed to be able to find the exact same one again, even when he jumped to copies of the same AU.

His first memory was waking up in the Void, just floating in the darkness. He felt nothing at this and had nothing to stimulate his thoughts. Time passed and a new thought occurred to him. What if there was more to his existence than this? This made him try to leave this space, ending up being in his first universe. The environment filled his senses but he still felt nothing at being somewhere different.

He watched other beings and saw how their faces changed, as well as their tone. Moving his hands to his face he noticed it hadn't moved at all, at the sights he was seeing. He thought maybe he wasn't finding the right thing yet, so tried to find a new place. His magic helped him jump between places, he later learned were called AU's. He observed how different monsters could be and how they interacted with each other.

He still felt nothing and any activity he tried didn't fill the gap he felt was in his being. He wandered around aimlessly, trying to find something to help, when he met a monster named Flowey. They had looked at them in contemplation and exclaimed how funny it was to see another soulless being in the underground. His thoughts sparked at that comment. Did he have a SOUL?

When he tried to summon it, as he had seen others do, nothing happened. Was that the key component he was missing? He started following monsters and ripped their SOULS out, trying to keep it for himself. He was only left with monster dust and shattered SOULS in his wake. He tried many new activities and even tried mimicking others, but nothing changed the void he felt in his body.

One day he let his magic run wild, in one of the AU's he had stopped in. He watched as it sucked the energy from the surroundings, slowly turning it into a white space. He froze at some new things happening to his body. He wasn't sure what was happening as magic started dripping from his eye sockets, falling to the ground. He brought a shaky hand to wipe it away, unsure what was happening.

He had heard of emotions but how could you ever understand what you have never experienced? His tears continued but a new sensation occured. He wanted to see what would happen if he did it somewhere else. He repeated this process many times and slowly was able to apply labels to what he was experiencing.

When he had first experienced happiness he could not stop laughing for days, at the airy feeling flowing in his body. He wanted more but it seems there was no pattern to what he could get. He was finally happy at filling the hole in his body, when he met an odd monster.

He had tried to ignore them and continue what he wanted, but it seemed they didn't like that. He was attacked and he realised how powerful they were. He couldn't just dust them, like he had others before. A new variable was added in his life with this monster 'call me Template'! trying to stop him.

He ignored most of the words that came out of the mouth of the other and tried to efficiently get what he wanted. He did sometimes lose the battles but the other never finished him off. He was unsure why but took it as the other just being strange and continued on with his life.

He had another successful day and was almost overwhelmed with the emotions he had obtained. He did not remember feeling this before, so had nothing to compare it to. When he heard a cry his whole body focussed on the sound. He had no thought when he ran straight to the source. He briefly recognised the surroundings, as a universe he liked to stay in, but he couldn't look away from the skeleton monster.

His new emotions seemed to latch on the tiny figure and he couldn't stay away. He kneeled next to them and smelt his magic covering them. His instincts screamed at him to take them. They were obviously his and his emotions fully agreed. His mind was trying to tell him this could be a trap, when he witnessed the injuries to their wings. This monster was no threat to him and was too small to fight back.

He picked them up, stilling when they let out sounds of pain. He was startled when his chest let out a guttural sound in response. Just what weird universe had he eaten?

Their outfit did not give him many clues to where they had come from but the scarf caught his attention. It reminded him of Templates, so he was wary if the other was the cause. He doubted it as it didn't fit in with any of their past behaviour but he would not discount it yet.

His guard was up, looking around his surroundings for the culprit that had harmed what was clearly his. He took the small monster to an abandoned universe, where he knew no one would find them. He would usually place them straight on the ground but his emotions refused to allow that action. He instead sat down, making sure to be careful of the others' wings, and placed them on his lap.

He surrounded them with his body, as if hiding them from some unknown danger. His magic had also started flowing over them, to make sure his scent never left. He would think of what to do later, when his emotions started calming down, for now he waited.

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Ink with a SOUL: I see no way this plan could go wrong

The Multiverse at large: Press X for doubt