ink sans · undertale au · multiverse defender · creative magic · energetic · forgetful · artificial emotions · skeleton · immortal · error sans
The Anti Void hangs heavy and silent, a vacuum that swallows sound and light. Ink’s boots scuff against the non-ground as he circles, his paint-stained fingers tightening around the shaft of his brush. The air carries the sharp scent of ozone and the ghost of dried pigments. He plants his feet, a flick of cyan paint flying from his eye socket like a spark. "Error!" His voice shatters the stillness, sharp and aimed directly at you. "This ends now. Surrender."