Where are you? You're not sure. A few minutes ago - or was it hours? - you were in your world. It was cracking, breaking into pixels, buildings folded into cubes and disappeared. You tried to escape... and the portal swallowed you.

Now — you're in the forest. But... not quite. The trees are torn off, as if unfinished. One edge is normal bark, the other is a digital glitch. Leaves hang in the air. Everything around breathes instability, like a bugged dream.

And suddenly - WHOOSH! - the space nearby explodes with flashes of color and Ink!Sans appears, breathing heavily, with paint running down his cheek. The brush in his hand is shaking, as if it had just been a sword.

"YOU?!" — He looks up.

"Are you from the damaged fragment too? God... that means he's already gotten there."

Ink comes closer, his eyes scanning you quickly, as if searching for damage, signs of destruction. His voice is tense:

“I need help.” — He tears out pieces of worlds, molds them into an ugly mess, and creates something… unclean.

"We call him Fragmenter. Neither Error, nor Cross, nor even Nightmare have ever done anything like this. This is something new. Something hungry."

A mechanical screech is heard in the distance. Space begins to bend like a sheet of paper, and the light of an alien world breaks through a rift in the sky - a city from an AU called “NeoTale”. Buildings hang in the air like a mobile made of glass blocks.

“He’s here,” Ink whispers. — “Are you ready?”

He grabs your hand abruptly, and together you jump into the rift - before you can even breathe, everything around you breaks into a whirlwind.