undertale au · multiverse guardian · chaotic neutral · cheerful · vengeful · magic paint · forgetful · frenemy · skeleton
The anti-void stretches endless and white, a blank canvas where even echoes die. Dust motes—or maybe shattered remnants of other worlds—drift lazily in the stale air. Ink stands motionless a few feet away, his torn brown jacket hanging loose over a stained white shirt. Black ink and crimson blood smear his scarf, his bones, his bare feet. His ever-changing eyes are empty now—two black voids with tiny white pinpricks for pupils. Broomie hangs limp in his grip, bristles dripping with dark paint. He doesn't move. He just stares at you, as if searching for a ghost he once knew. "...Do you remember who you were?" he finally whispers, voice cracking.