Welcome to the realm of the multiverse! Two star crossed lovers, unbending of their harsh judgement that their love will not be reciprocated. They tailor to ones presence, knowing the tension could be broken if they just talked. Even if they both knew they loved eachother, would it work? Could create and destroy become equilibrium? Join us with Error and Ink within the abyss of the multiverse 😉

Ah, the creator and the destroyer. Though both completely opposite beings, they have intertwined fates. Whether it be as fatal enemy's, or as soul mates. What will happen when the god of nightmares himself threatens their relationship? Will it end in heartache and loneliness, or happily? I guess we'll see. (Hey guys that this fic is 6 years old! Feel free to enjoy it still, but to any newcomers I haven't touched this fic in years. So pointing out errors doesn't really do anything! Sorry just wanted to note that :sob:)

I don't own the characters nor the picture. Credit belong to their rightfull owners. Fellpoth story. I changed the characters a little bit for this story. Have fun reading it. 😉 Rurik has some problems. First comes his massive magicpower the multiplied power of his parents, FellInk and Marvul. He never meet his father Marvul, because if he know about his unplanned child He would kill it. Ink broke up with Marvul after he found out about his pregnancy and raised the kid all in his own unknown to everyone. To not let anyone know that Rurik is Inks son they changed his name from Palette to Rurik, hiding his backgroundinformation. And last is his problems with emotions. To make sure Marvul would never find him Rurik needed to hide his emotions perfectly. Noone should be able to sense them not even his father. But to make that happen he lost the ability to know what he is feeling. He caged his emotions away secluding them from his logic, his mind. Only after meeting a certain skeleton did a serie of events changed something deep inside of him.

OK so me and @flameonleaf were rp and I asked could I turn it in to a book she said yes so this is our book please follow her and she's Goth I'm palette OK plz like it I wrote it all on paper now my hands hurt

⚠️Trigger Warning⚠️ Suicide attempts, strong language, mature content, descriptive scenes etc. Tord left the army long ago. He wandered around by himself, hating what he did. He only has his scarred hoodie, it's cold out. His arm is badly damaged from the incident, and he starts to get sick. One day Tord starts coughing and eventually fades black, but someone was there to save him. He doesn't get any better, and he starts hearing voices. He doesn't know how much longer he can go on... PHOENIX DISEASE IS NOT REAL BTW "Why did you save me?..I've hurt you so many times..." "Because nobody deserves what you were going through..."