Immortal, did not mean eternal.
Even Gods died.
Yet Ink was eternal, perpetual...
Yes he came into existence after the Original world, but you could say... Fate backtracked him.
Error was the same, yet he started very mortal.
If Fate didn't hold his soul captive, he knew he'd feel sorrow for the other who had lost his happy ending.
Instead, he knew he relief.
Relief in the knowledge that he would not be alone in the end, and error at least would remember him even if everyone else forget.
"Hey Error, to the end right?" he asked the air, knowing that the Destroyer would hear wherever he was.
A bitter laugh was heard.
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Inks of Tober
FanfictionA series of Drabbles, one-shots and silly things for Inktober. With chapters also written by other writers, aka Discord friends <3
