Error sat in the AntiVoid once more, part of him regretted his decision on leaving Ink. He sighs, sitting, as he once had before, and closes his eyes, soon falling asleep.

Ink, however, only stares where Error once was. He shouldn't had joked like that. He tries messing around, and he screwed up.

Ink got up, wiping paint on the floor, and jumping into it, arriving a blank 'canvas.'

He created for hours on end, finally finished with the timeline, trying to make it perfect, trying to make the CODE perfect.

He failed. The timeline fell onto itself, killing everything that was a part of it...

((Sorry this isn't on schedule! I'll try getting back on it, but I needed a little break, thanks for sticking with me, though! Schedule is the same, I'll try making a part every other day, but I'll let you know if it changes!))