The Cipher's secret (A Bill404 story) [TEMP HIATUS (again (sorry))]

The Part Where You Die (you shouldn't have ignored the crossed out bit)

Ink POV:

Ooh! I get a part?! Yaaaaay!

Oh.

This part.

Just my luck.

I mean, as much as I wasn't a huge fan of the guy...

Sorry if I act more down than usual, I don't want to be here.

Panicking was in order.

Universes disappearing left and right, each one a physical and mental jab to me, fighting Bill going all-out for the first time, and my vial stores running out. Yup, seems like a panic situation.

Lemme give you the quick run-down. I get my vials and therefore emotions from the creative spirit of a new AU idea being made (Author: before you say anything, I know this is a head cannon, but I think it's a cool explanation for Ink's vials).

And when a creator sees their work suddenly get erased, they often aren't very happy. This can lead to them stopping creating, and you can imagine how that turns out for me. With the current wave of Universes being destroyed, I was running off of built up stores.

Which I was nearly out of.

And I assume you already have explanations for the rest, so let's continue.

I was sitting in the doodle sphere watching as pieces of paper ripped themselves to shreds in front of my eyes, when they stopped. I waited for it to restart, trying desperately to track down any unidentified outcodes in AUs, but I couldn't find anything.

10 seconds.

20 seconds.

30 seconds passed and still nothing. I ended up deciding to go manually search for whatever was doing this, as I couldn't see anything unusual from the paper alone. I started with HateTale (nothing), then tried to go to the OG Underswap, before remembering...

In any case, I eventually remembered about a certain AU that would probably have something that could help out with my situation lying around, if he hadn't already used it to cause the aforementioned pause in death.

Sci.

Time to go to his place again.

I melted into a puddle of Ink on the floor, dissolving into the ground and focusing on whatever you call what Sci did with his lab. It barely even classifies as an AU.

When I arrived however, popping up silently from the floor, I heard voices already. "I much prefer my fancy non-m-magic travel," I heard Sci say. A short pause, the sound of someone sighing, footsteps, and then "3, 2, 1... go,"

I heard the sound of Sci's AU transporter activating, then nothing. Fun fact about the AU transporter, it leaves a weird residue behind, nearly invisible to the eye. It's actually unique depending on the destination, not accounting for copies, though very minutely.

I can tell though, considering I was a major role in its existence. I picked up some of the stuff that looked suspiciously like Toby Dog fur, took a little look at it, and melted it into ink, it soaking into my hand.

Hm, the anti-void? And why 404's place? Weird game you're playing, Sci, but I'll tag along. I puddled into 404's living room, something I had always done intentionally just to screw with him, but saw nothing. Once again, I heard a conversation not involving or about me, and listened in.

Well, I call it a conversation, it sounded more like Bill was just threatening everyone for no particular reason, and I thought it was that, before I went and looked out of the window. I saw a strange 2D triangle creature with one eye, a top hat and a bow tie.