It had been three days since Dark had dumped Purple's dead body back on the Pedestal of Awesome. He hadn't bothered to watch as chaos started to unfold. He didn't want to. Of course, few people did know that he was the one who'd caused all this, since almost everyone who knew him had forgotten him, and majority of everyone else didn't know he existed. There were a few exceptions, but they didn't want to see him, either.

     Dark still had things to do, anyways.

     He was sitting against the center pillar in the Dimension of Darkness, facing away from the jail cell still stained with blood. If he was going to be brutally honest, he was very shaken up from the fact that he'd just killed his own twin- one of the only remainders left that could've made his life better. One singular bout of trauma and anger and his life was at a dead end. There was nowhere else to go-

     Unless, of course, he tried to fix it. There was one possible, almost impossible chance. There was a slim possibility that it would either work, or plunge the entirety of the Server into emptiness- simply making it not exist. Of course, it would have to be precisely calculated, finely brought out, and a challenge for even Dark to pull off. Regular markers wouldn't even have a chance. Perhaps it was this fact that made him decide that he was going to either complete the task with a beautiful success- or die trying.

     "What're you thinking about?" a voice sounded from in front of him. Dark didn't even bother to look up, knowing it was Wild Card there to taunt him about another one of his many mistakes.

     "Nothing that you should be concerned about," Dark replied shortly. He was fully aware that his one statement could get him killed, talking like that to everyone's stupidly overpowered lord, but the only thing he got back was a small chuckle.

     "You have that look on your face again. You're considering something quite deeply, and taking in the current situation it's probably going to kill us all," Wild Card teased.

     Dark was smart enough to know where the conversation was going and decided to cut the villain talk short. "If you can read my mind- just tell me already. I've got a plan formulating, and if you don't want it to happen you can kill me and get this over with. Otherwise, scram."

     Wild Card was taken aback by this statement. He wasn't able to read people's minds, but was able to guess their emotions based on what they looked like on the surface. Dark, unlike most others, was one twisted puzzle to figure out, and even Wild Card was having trouble unraveling all of the time traveler's thoughts. Knowing of nothing else to say, he decided to stick with his overused yet powerful statement-

     "Even better, Dark Markery. I can help you with what you want and what you need."