▫ A Broken Mind ▫ ·Discontinued·

The Creator

The picture doesn't belong to me.
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No one's Pov

"S-so he mAdE AnOtHEr o-O-OnE Huh" Error muttered to himself. This was something he had grown used to. Inky would create a new au, and he would destroy it. Only for this cycle to repeat again and again.

Did he enjoy destroying them and all the inhabitants? No.
Then why did he do it? The answer to that question was simple. To keep the balance. If he didn't destroy unnecessary aus, they would grow. As they grew the space they needed would become larger, and as Inky created more and more they would run out of space.

This would cause the au's to bump into eachother. That, in turn, would cause the ones touching to crumble out of existence. Worst case scenario? Multiple would touch at once, causing a domino effect, a line of pure destruction.

He couldn't let that happen. He refused to see more death than was absolutely necessary. The death he was forced to cause already haunted him. The shrieks. The begging for mercy. The skeleton remembered it all perfectly.

Worst of all, he relived it time and time again.

Error's Pov {FINALLY}

I leg out a frustrated sigh as I stood up. That damned artist made another pointless au. And why? Why does he keep creating them if he knows that I will just destroy them?

Questions filled my mind as I summoned a portal to the new au.As I looked through it, I found that it was just another copy of one of the originals. Aren't there already enough?

Once I stepped through the portal the screeches of the Voices quietened down to distant echoes. Never completely gone.

Well, I guess it's time to get rid of this place. Hopefully, it won't take as long as usual.

{Le time skip brought to you by lazy author~}

I looked around the now empty world. All that was left was a few dust piles, which belonged to the dead monsters.

I was about to destroy this au forever when I felt something hit me at the side of the head. When I turned around I saw the one and only Ink, the Creator.

His brush was pointed at me, ready for attack. I could see the hatred in his eyes.

Could this day get any worse?

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I'm sorry for it taking so long, I completely lost my motivation. Hope this chapter is okay ^^