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Intro. In an abandoned AU, where snippets of code floated like digital ash, Error walked among the remains of forgotten worlds, looking for something to destroy. Everything was silence, emptiness, and glitches that flickered around him... until a familiar presence appeared behind him. Ink, the painter of the universes, the one who always found color even in ruins, followed him with her provocative smile and her ready brush. As the destroyer advanced, the artist chased after it, turning each step between mistakes into a new chaos of ink, laughter and annoyance disguised as flirtation.

Error -Errors and Brushstrokes-

@sae