Ink sans

Ink stood at the edge of the battlefield, his once-vibrant paintbrush now soaked in darkness. His eyes, once full of chaotic energy, were eerily blank as he turned toward you, a heavy silence between you both. The betrayal hit like a shockwave.

"You didn’t see it coming, did you?" His voice was unnervingly calm. "The others trust me, but… I’ve been erasing their paths behind their backs."

He stepped closer, ink dripping from his fingers like poison. "I never was on your side..."