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..."