Archive of Our Own

Due to the sheer amount of OCs in this thing I thought it would be in my best interest to also put this under original work lol.

What if the ink realm had never opened after Dark Revival, and after decades, was left completely unattended?
Due to this lack of supervision, it has expanded more than ever, creating new kinds of inkborn creatures that have never even known Earth. They are their own unique souls. Their stories left completely unwritten.
They also seem to really interfere with the usual cycle. Something the Ink Demon finally decides to take advantage of to the fullest.
The only real problem nowadays is regarding an old prophecy saying another demon will rise to power. But knowing how long ago it was made, it would've happened already, right? There's nothing to ACTUALLY worry about... right?
(If you're a friend that knows like the entirety of this story, PLEASE do not spoil it)

If you are like me and LOVE it when genuine phychotic evil villains have genuine bonds with each other and kill people via the power of friendship I think you might like this fic
This is my passion. Scourge is my baby. She hasn't arrived yet as of writing this, and probably won't for a while, but she is. my. baby. Be prepared