Reborn from paint

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Error had finally done it. He had finally killed Ink. He had impaled, blasted, and ripped apart the creator until all that was left of him was a puddle of ink that seemed to represent blood. Error cracked a smile, he had done what he'd been trying to do for centuries, kill the protector of AUs. It was almost too good to be true, Error thought as he stared at the black puddle. Error turned away from the smudge and was just opening a portal to OuterTale, so he could rest before going on a destructive rampage and killing the AUs, when a noise came from the ink on the floor. Error turned, eyes wide, to see a hand reaching out of the paint. Error screamed. How could he be alive? Another arm reached out and helped the other arm heave a body out of the ink. Ink..?! Error had stopped screaming when Ink had opened his eyes, hoping he was dreaming he whispered something under his breathe. "H-hOw ArE yOu-". Ink looked at Error in an almost sad way and sighed, " I guess you just can't get rid of me."

It took Error a couple seconds before screaming again, but this time in a angry manner. "I sWeAr I kIlLeD yOu!! AlL tHaT wAs LeFt WaS tHaT pAiNt!!!". Ink seemed to be at tears before saying, in a hushed voice, " I know..." Error stared. He had just killed this man, ripped his arms off and stabbed him to the point of not having a physical form, and yet he was standing there, not a single cut marking what had happened to him. A sob jerked Error from his thoughts, Ink had crumpled to his knees and had started sobbing, his tears tinted in rainbow hues. "My theory is correct... I can't die. I'm gonna outlive you all. I'll be here when the creators forget and leave us. Error..." Error seemed frozen as Ink said his name, "I-iNk..?". " I can't fight you anymore, I just CAN'T. PLEASE JUST KILL ME AGAIN. KILL ME UNTIL MY LUST FOR LIFE IS GONE, PLEASE ERror... Please... Just kill me..." Ink was now lying on his side, curled up in a ball and crying. Error didn't know what to do, he had never consoled someone, he had never had to. Error slowly walked towards Ink and crouched in front of him trying not to crash he quickly pulled Ink into a hug. Ink clung on to Error, the hug helping him feel a little better he pulled away. Error was trying not to freak out after everything that happened. (I'm giving up on Error's glitchy voice) "I uh- I'm not going to leave you here, so um, come with me..?" Error managed to stutter. They were in a half destroyed StoryShift timeline and, as much as he hated leaving things half destroyed and messy, he was going to leave here after witnessing all of that, he also may of wanted to stay with Ink. Wait, Error, no, what are you thinking? He's your enemy, you should kill him again while he's still weak! Error ignored the thoughts entering his head and focused them on helping Ink. He, the destroyer of AUs, was going to be kind.

(Hey, Mango here, I'm just going to give you a little poem I wrote about this)

Creator, filled with abyss
Why do you create for it to be destroyed by cyan strings?
Why do you rise from the black like mist
When you know you can't change things?

Why do we deem you creator,
When it is us who does that instead.
Why do you crawl from the crater,
Wishing nothing more then being dead.

Why, why, why,
Is all we ask as you ponder the same,
As you stop to cry
Then precede on with your game.

(Hmm yeah, I can't write, lol. Hope you like this C R A P)

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