3 person POV:
Ink stared at all the destruction he had caused and felt... nothing. Absolutely nothing.
At first it was fun thing to mess with but... he got bored. He always does.
So then he waited for something new to happen. Wanting something that would entertain him again. But nothing happened.
For the first time in forever he didn't get what he wanted. He didn't know what to do about it. He didn't know how to feel about it.
So all he did, all he felt was nothing. Just waiting. 'Maybe it'll just take some time?' He thought. 'Maybe it's just something really big and that's why it's taking so long? Yeah it must be that! I'll get what I want. I always do.' He thought as he continued to wish for entertainment.
He would soon regret wishing for it. Because sometimes what we wish for... can be deadly. Even if it doesn't seem like it would be.
''Yo broski!'' He heard suddenly.
''What do you want parasite?'' he growled.
''Woah! Chill out my brotato chip! I'm just a delivery boy. Here to deliver!'' Fresh said as he handed him dark purple unsigned envelope.''Thanks?'' Ink said a little confused.
''Ye'r welcome! Anyways gotta skidaddle! Bye!'' he said before fresh poofing out of there.Ink looked curiously at the envelope. It didn't look like much, it didn't look like the thing he wanted but... It could entertain him for a bit so.. He guessed it wouldn't hurt to check it out.
Oh how wrong he was.
''Meet me in Outertale.'' That's all the letter inside said. Not signed either.
Well... it's not like he had anything better do do right?
Having that in mind he made a portal before jumping into it.
At first he didn't see anyone, so he started looking around. And after some time he heard a noise behind him.
Before he had a chance to look at what made it. He was pushed, and he was falling. He was falling into the void.
His eyes widened. As he looked into the single cyan eye of the one that pushed him. Then, there was only darkness and pain.
It's ironic honestly. How he now suffered almost the same fate he forced onto the destroyer. Except... he would not be saved.
Forever falling, being pulled apart then back together. Scattered across time and space.
I guess, in a way, he got what he wanted. He had his entertainment forever. It was what he wanted... well... more like what he deserved.
And back up on the floating island of this AU, a group of skeletons stood. They got what they wanted too, they got their revenge but... Now there was nothing to distract them from their pain and sadness.
''Let's go back to the castle, this multivese is doomed no matter what and I don't want to spend any more time in the place he died.'' their leader spoke up after a moment of silence.
The rest nodded, heading back to the castle to spend what they thought would be their last moments together.
Destiny's POV:
I smiled as the creator fell into the void. It was quite a fitting punishment if you ask me. Painful, maddening and everlasting, just like the fate he tried to give to my child.
He'll suffer just like he deserves. And the rest... well I can save a few but for the others... the best I can do is an kinda painless death.
That's the only act of mercy I can give to those fools.

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Puppet in Fate's chains (Rewritten)
Fanfiction(Cover not by me, I can't find the artist) Error by many is called 'god of destruction'. But the few that know the truth, the few of those that care, call him the 'forced god of destruction'. He has to destroy in order to maintain the balance, in or...