This has been requested multiply times. After this I had a request for zombie part two.

Suicide warning and angst

Ink POV
I woke up in a white void. The anti void. What happened? How'd I get here? The last thing I remember was being in battle. I looked to my back and saw two white feathered wings. They were attached to my back. Did... did I die!? I frantically looked around and saw a portal open. Error. "Error! Error what happened to me!?" I yelled. He either didn't hear me or ignored me. He sat down and summoned a grey, cracked soul. He sighed. "Sorry Ink... I never wanted you to die. I guess, it was inevitable. Ha. And just when you started to get your emotions back." He said. I saw tears start in his eyes but he held them back. "Hey, I know. You can cry you know." I said calmly. He again either ignored or didn't hear me. "Truthfully, I want to see you again... well, away your soul goes.... why didn't it break fully is my question." He said, sending my broken soul to the ceiling or above abyss of the anti void. "I don't know. Can you tell me why I've got wings?" I asked. He laid down. "Ok, enough of this. If he can't hear me... I'll just have to follow him and make sure he doesn't do anything stupid." I thought. I sat by him. After an hour, he got up and summoned some strings. He put some around his neck and the rest to the above abyss. "What are you doing?" I asked. He started raising the strings. "Error stop." I said worried. I tried cutting the strings but my hands only went through them. He started choking as he was now off the ground. "Dude! Stop! Your killing yourself!" (No shit Ink.). His body went limp. I started crying. Why though? We had always been enemies. I shouldn't care! He turned to dust and a ghostly figure appeared, reshaping the dust and making it like Error, but he looked like a demon. When the figure left, Error was passed out on the floor. With the ripped wings and extra glitchy body, he was more unstable than he was alive. I sat by him again. It was a few hours before he got up. He looked at me and tried to attack. His attacks went through me.

Error POV
Why did I miss them!? How could I have missed them!? They're standing right in front of me! "How are you alive!?" I yelled. They looked at me with concern. "We aren't." They said. "What do you mean?" I asked harshly. I hated being rough with them, but I couldn't have them think we're friends. "What I mean is, I think I may have died in battle, my soul apparently had life enough to die, and I watched you hang yourself. We're dead." They responded. They tried grabbing my hand but I pulled away. They sighed. "Still don't like to be touched? Glitchy, you're double dead. I can't kill you again just by touching you." They said. "Stay away from me." I hissed. And they did. They left. They left the anti-void.

*a few days later

Error POV (continued)
It's been days since I've seen Ink. I didn't wanna say I was worried but, i was. Even dead I'm sure they make stupid decisions. Since I have no more strings i flew up to find their almost shattered soul. Nothing was different about it. It was still grey and broken. I sighed. "What are you doing?" I jumped and looked behind me. Ink looked confused. They looked at their soul. "...I didn't have it for a long time but... I wonder if having it made me a better person... a better protector..." they said. "Well... y-you were pretty good at being a protector without it." I said. What am I saying. They gave me a warm smile and giggled a bit. "It's funny... were you complimenting me? Well, thank you. Though you didn't make it easy. Even if I hate to admit it you were pretty good at your job to." They gently felt their soul. "It even feels empty." "...where'd you go for three days?" I asked. "Oh, I was just checking on Dream and Blue... they're a mess... Pj and Gradient are to... Gradient especially." They said. "...what happened to us... agh we used to be so happy and then..." I didn't know where to go with that. "You started an argument with me over aus and... our marriage fell apart from there and our kids stayed with me." They said. I saw them cry. I tried to hold their hand. "I know all that I just... i don't know why..." I looked at them. "I loved you and hell, maybe I still do. I guess it's to late to start over." They looked up. "It's not... we... it might take some time and effort but... we could make it work... even dead."

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Sorry It's not my best, didn't know where to go with this one. As always thank you for reading wonderful readers!