Forced God of Creation [Completed]

F I V E - Pain Screen

𝑺𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒕𝒑𝒐𝒔𝒕𝒔:
𝑩𝒍𝒖𝒃𝒆𝒓𝒊 𝒊𝒔 𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒐𝒉 𝒏𝒖!
𝑬𝒘𝒉𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒄𝒂𝒕 𝒃𝒂𝒈𝒆𝒍 𝒔𝒐 𝒊𝒏 𝒅𝒂 𝒆𝒏𝒅
𝑫𝒆𝒚 𝒇𝒖𝒄𝒄
𝑫𝒆𝒆 𝒆𝒏𝒅
𝑷.𝒔 𝒏𝒐𝒐𝒕𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒋𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒐𝒖𝒔

𝑶𝒌 𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒑𝒔 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚
𝑬𝒓𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒌
𝑲𝒓𝒐𝒔𝒔𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒆
𝑫𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎 𝒊𝒔 𝒔𝒆𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒕𝒍𝒚 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒏 𝒂𝒇𝒇𝒂𝒊𝒓 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒆.
𝑩𝒍𝒖𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒖𝒉𝒉𝒉 𝒃𝒖𝒔𝒚 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒇𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒄𝒆𝒔𝒕.
𝑰 𝒉𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒎𝒚 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆.

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Blueberry was thrown in Wuhan and contracted the Coronavirus. He coughs on all the useless anti vax weebs. They all are coughing now. That is the story of how Blueberry became the new destroyer, after he umMmMmmMmm ate everything.

Ink was shocked, shooked even. He had just read everything this creator had written. So he commits Life.exe end task.

Blueberry woke up with a start, he realised everything was a dream ( I, the magnificant Blueberry, have a dream )

AnD tHeN hE sTaRtEd CoUgHiNg.
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Ink was alone, again. He was exploring the multiverse searching for

R̶͙̱̞̼̝̩̹̮̎̚u̵̳̰̫̬̮̳͑̍̏͐͝r̶͖̯̈́u̵̺̹͙͓̝̻͒̀̈́̏̍

Actually he didnt know what he was doing in this time of crisis. He was so dumb and stupid and selfish. He could not stop all the insults he hurled at himself.

Motherf-

Ok nevermind.

Error stared at Ink as Ink was wandering around the Anti Void. Error felt sorry for Ink. Ink laid on the floor sobbing. He EMPATHISED with Ink. He had felt like that before and for a long time. Ink's voice was coming out glitched

"̴̡̣̒̏̋́͂͒̓̑̀ ̴̼̗͗̈́̆̉̓̓͂̕͘Ȓ̵̡͍̖͍̟͚̐͌͑̆̽̉͘͝͠ü̶̟̬̜̲̲̻͋̈́̐̾̂̉̚͠ͅr̷͔̝̰͈̝͔̪̦̹̱̂u̴̟̞̫̻̳̱͂̽͛̊͒̿̋̉͝!̴̖̹̩̣͚̓̑͛̊ ̶̛͍̑̀́̏̍́̑̏̕W̵̰͎̄͊̔̈́͝͠h̶͈͍̰͓̒̓̉̉͆͂̈́̕͘e̷̬̦̜͇̪̳͖̰͔̮͐͂́̅̎̈͘r̵̨̟͈̺͔̐̿e̶͙͙̝͖͋͛̓̒ ̶̧̗̜͇̳͖͓͇̰̓̇̒̈̎̈́̋̓a̵̢̫̣͕͇̼̹̐̀̅̀̒̒͒r̶̝̫̍̌͋̌̾̕e̶̢̘͕̪͈̗̫̿͛̏̂͋͝ ̶̢̙͍̲͎̮̪̝̺̓͋̏͜ÿ̶̪͉̳̠̲͍́̃̍͗̏͠ȯ̸̡̯̯̭͇͉̑̀͋̀͠ư̵̧͖͎̟̬͔͂͆?̴͙̤̮̝̱͇̯͓̈̾͛͘͘ ̴̻̫͍̮̫͙͕̜͔̲̌P̴̻̲̙̺̲͆l̷̢͚̱̰̖͙͗̄̑̂̾́̀̕͠ę̴̖̲̞̯͕̠́͌á̵͎̭̹̜̳͒͆̊͗͑͊̊͠s̸͎͉̼̯̻̝͕͓̠̰̾̑̿́e̸̢̻̣͎͍̝͂ ̶̨̺̪̜̠̋͒̏̀͐͊́̌͗c̵͖͈̑̅͌̋̋̾́͘͝o̴̩̻̙̗͚̿̀͆̊̌̓͂͝m̷̤̓͠é̶͕̓̏̇̓̒̃

̷͚͇̞̯̣͛b̶̼̯́̑͂͊̇̒̈́̇̉͛a̸͔̫͕̅̒̀c̷̨̩̫͕̫̤͕̼͕̥͌̒͆̏̈́͘̚k̶̭̲̯̔!̷̡̧̩̺͓̩̭̳̫͆̉̚ ̵̨̙̥̬̗͈̼͎̫́̊͑̿̈́̒̾Ȉ̵͖̂̌̀ ̵̯͝m̷̞̼̯̠̟̖̾̋́́̄͒̉́͘͜ĭ̴̫̳̠̾͂̊̾͐́̕s̸͇̫̗̦̹̣̺͓͚̮̓̀͂̿̇̐̎̚s̸̤̲͔̰̔̀̍͠e̷͉͕̓͋d̸̢̬̮̖̜̞̲̜̉̑͠͝ͅ ̶̧̥̜̈́̅̅͐̈͂̀ŷ̷̭͕̦͙͊̈́͋̚͝o̶͇̖̱̳̟͗u̷͚̽̉͆̒̍͑̎,̵̨̨̥̪̮̩̺̏͒̽͗ͅ ̸͍͂İ̵̻̼͕̈̏̾͌̑̀̓̔m̷̢̬̜̬̹̹̱̥̺̈͑̚ ̷͈̃̈̂͂͒̈́͊̓s̷͓͈̖̲̹͎͕͕̼͂̂ͅơ̸̞̚ͅ ̶̢̨͙̼̺̬͖̺̂͛͗̑̊̾́̑̄s̷̳̱̕o̸̰̘̻̼̬̒͝r̷͈̓̂̓̅̌̉̈́r̶͉̭̯͔̆̔͛͝y̷͕͖̬͒̎̎̒̅͒̆͋͋.̵͚̲͝ ̴̤̰̋̔̊̐̔̕͝Ḭ̶̺͖̤̹̙̾̌̈́̾̈́̈͑̏͒̕m̸̝̺̞̗͉̖͍̜̉͌̉͝͠

̴̻̳̮̊̃̇̈́̈͝s̵̨̹͍͍͖̲̺̭̩̑o̶͖̝̞͈͖͓̳͌̀͒̀̓͠ṛ̷̮̺̦̠̖̮̥͍͔̅̑̅r̷̛͔̼̳̭̞̙͔̟̦̤̒̍͂̓̚ȳ̴̮͐̋̿͊̂̅̾̽̉!̷̖̹̰̜͇̗̖̩̻̓ ̶̖̈́S̴͕̪͆̉͆͑̾͂̍̃̚ơ̵͖̻̙̼̒̃̑̃́̌̆b̷̥̗̮͈͑̅̎͗͑̕͝,̴̥̦̮̮̮͛̎̂̒̃̓͋̕ ̷̡̗͍͍̪̲̺͉̩͎͒̍͂̀̆̕p̴̧̣͎͂͛͂̐̊̓̕l̸̛̰̮̖̭̓̋̋̓̈́̄̀̓͝e̴͎̩͠ä̸͜͝s̶̢̉̾̓͝ͅe̴͚̼̳̜̟̮̾̓͝͝ͅ.̶̡̧̣͈̪̥̹̍̅̉͂́̄͛̕͝ͅ.̵̨̢̪̲̞̗̱͉̀̾͌̋.̵̛̮͖͎͈͓̖͈̑̈́͗̾̾͛̉͗̚ͅ ̸̫͋í̶̞̋̉̒̇͝t̶̢̰̰̖͉̼͔͆͌̋͌͆͠ş̵̦͓̩̽̌̒̋̚͜ ̵̢̦̤͖̲̺̑̐̾̎́͘̕̕̕͜͠ș̸̉̃̈́̓̕ó̵̢̮̟̰̣̞͊ ̸͚͎̊̔̃̊͋̒̓͘s̵̢̢̖̞̘̪̱̞̣͊̅̿̌́̓c̷̡̛͕̩̐̅̀͋à̵͇̞̦̣̰̤̤͍̈́̽͛̊̇̍̆̐͑ͅr̷͓̣̼̈́͑͐̓̈́̈̍͜͝͝y̸̡͖̯͍̋͆́̇̽̐̅̊͆.̵̢̣̭̟̮̫̞̳́̈̈́͠͝.̸̦̣̱̠̮̆ͅ.̶̛̺͈͉̹̟̪̠̍̓͗̊͐"̸͚̙̥̹͛̈͛͑̎͗̀̊

Error sighed, he just connected with his enemy! His complete opposite! But... Ink deserved to be forgiven, no matter how bad he was.

Error had returned to The family. Even though Horror tried to bite his head of. Nightmare almost stabbed him. Dust was unresponsive. Cross bawled all over the carpet. And... Killer just fussed over him like he was 5! But, he was as tall as a 5 year old. And his mentallity was of 10. ( Like he knows about death and all but not sexual stuff ) He approached Ink slowly...

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Blueberry's p.o.v ( did u expect dat )

I stared at the darkening sky in shock. It  was barely there, but it was still there. What was I talking about? The words in the sky. I had been staring at the sky for some time now. I saw the words and what they were about. How dare Error comfort Ink?! He was the one who caused him pain. However, I had yet to ask Ink why he creates. I knew that Ink just created because he was lonely, everything about him literally screamed it, his actions... there was no doubt. That was a valid reason, I mean Error became insane because he was isolated for so long. If Ink ever went insane because he was alone, then I understand why he creates. But no need for so much copies! Anyways, when I was looking through the words. I felt... sorry for them. The words seemed repeated. Their reactions were woody and stiff, like a puppet show. The sentences were short. Like this. I felt like this was rushed and all like whoever wrote the words were bored and craved for something different. I was annoyed, extremely irritated. They were concentrating on Ink a lot, like vulters circling a dying prey. Dying Prey, how perculiar, why dying, and why prey, Ink was no prey, he was the biggest, meanest Predator you can ever see. Unless... there were some people who were pulling the strings? But what a ridiculious idea! I, the MAGNIFICANT Blueberry, refuse to be fazed by any strange thoughts. Mweh heh heh, I chuckled, this definitely cheered me up!

Internally, he was screaming in pain. His sight getting ripped away from him.
Blood pouring out
His life inching away
Pain
So
Much
Pain
He was blind now, and nothing could change that fact.
ⓘ𝐭ⓢ ᵃⓁ𝔩  𝐢ℕк'𝕊 𝔣𝒶ᑌ𝐋ｔ!

Chapter 5_end

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Fresh poof!

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