In magic Place.. Devoid of Life.. Everything was gone.. Everyone but Ink.. Why you may ask? Error succeeded in destroying the Au's and the creators gave up on Ink.. He was slowly and painfully dying.. He has no source of life anymore... His dullest of white eyes searched around.. He had to live.. With the vials that were close to being empty he started to paint a human girl.. After a month, he could feel his bones starting to dust.. He needed a soul, a soul to make it alive ... Opening a portal to Undertale, those monsters had no idea of what happened outside their little universe. He began to search.. And search and search.. For a soul for his creation.. Until he found an orange soul.. But it was dull... It needed support.. He wanted it to be unique... Taking shards from the mercy button that was in the underground he merged them together.. And soul was brighter shade of orange, like gold, he could care less about the soul that was still conscious but no heard its cries, and he teleported back to his home.. Merging the painting with soul, they became one and a colorful being jumped.. A creation, he felt his bones stop dusting, but he was still weak.. He needed this creation.. He will keep it close.. He will die without it, and he wasn't gonna let this happen no, this creation is unique, It will make him alive.. Staying always by him, it was a useless creation, but he took care of it.. This creatiob will not forget him, it will create things agian and this empty world will be alive again, a lonely, worthless child, But his little masterpiece he will keep it for ever.. He will L O V E It for ever and ever.. And ever.. They will dance.. They will sing.. They will cry.. They Will scream.. That dumb little creation.. His dumb little creation
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