Universe involved: Omega, Underlust, Underswap, Classic, Underfell, Swapfell.
"You know your dream won't be over by just killing me," Ink laughs from his suspended position as the strings grow tighter around his soul.
"What are you saying?" Error asks closing the distance between their faces, a snarle forever maring his face as he glares into Ink's weak smile, "Those are some crappy last words,"
"I always have a back up plan, you know that," Ink chuckles, only to cough harshly as Error squeezes his soul harder, "Keep me alive and I'll make a game out of it for you to make it more interesting,"
"What the fuck are you talking about, you colorful gaywad?"
"I have another lined up to take my place, they just don't know it yet. Kill me, and you'll never be able to stop them," Ink laughs as his vision begins to swim, holding onto the last threads of his determination to keep his weak body whole.
"There's another you running around?" Error's eyes narrow, "Like the multiverse needs that," He retores sarcastically, slightly loosening his threads, Ink having sufficently peaked his interest in the parculier matter, "Where are they then?"
"It wouldn't be a game if I told you right out, now would it?"
"Don't play stupid with me," The tightens his hold once again, "Tell me or I'll just dust you here and find out later," Ink begins gasping for breath, all slyness gone from his face, replaced by hot panic.
"Their in an empty universe," Ink chokes out with the little of his remaining breath.
Their's ten empty universes, the Omega is no longer empty, Ink and I make up two more, so that leaves only seven to wander through. Such a good clue. A learing smile spreads across his face, "Very good, Ink, here is your reward. Sweet release from this broken vessel,"
"What? No! No! I gave you the..." Ink is cut short as the strings shatter his soul into eight tiny pieces.
"Oh, sweet silence!" He laughs watching the dust quickly fall to the hypothetical ground that actually didn't exist, "Now for the hard task of hunting this other down," He grumbles as he telaports from his black realm, leaving behind a few ERROR signs in his place until they to follow.
A shock wave is felt through the multiverse as Ink's ashes fall to the ground. It reverbrates, causing fear through each Sans soul. Each mind knows some where deep inside what had just occured. Each thinks simultaneously, "What now?"
