A lone journal

4-Let it be known

When the to guardians returned and announced the Destroyers death, his suicide, the council cheered.

One of the greatest threats to the multiverse was finally gone.

But the grim and regretful looks Ink and Dream gave each other silenced them.

Ink sat down along with Dream at the large conference table, all the others followed.

After a long moment Ink spoke.

Telling them of his creation. Of his Creators words, rules about his powers. How he didn't listen, and soon forgot.

The council of Sans sat in cold silence as their creator spoke about the forgotten balance of their Multiverse.

When Ink finished he was hit with the other's denial.

It not true.

You made it up!

There's no such thing.

If it is true...

That means...

"We did the one thing we swore to stop. We killed an innocent."

All eyes snapped to Classic.

His head was hanging low, eyes hollow.

Dream stood up slowly, a journal in his grip. "There's more to it..."

The council was dead silent as Dream read aloud the contents of a journal they had brought from the Antivoid.

Feeling guilty about their actions was an understatement. The entire council was left in utter misery after Dream finished.

They all sat quietly, limply in their chairs.

"How do we tell them?" Red spoke, making most of the other Sans flinch or jerk at the sudden sound.

Swapfell sat up, glaring at the smaller sitting across from him. "Tell who what?"

Others straightened themselves eyeing the two.

"Tell the messages to the people Error wrote to!" Red snapped back. "Nightmare and his gang, the swap bros, and... Outer."

The others in the council were now alert. Eye widened with realization.

Swapfell growled. "I get telling Outer and the Swaps, but hell no we're not going to tell the Bad Sanses!"

Before Red or anyone else could respond Ink shot up with a snarl towards Swapfell. "That is not your call to make! They deserve to know as much as anyone else!"

Dream stood back up and gently placed a hand on his friend's shoulder.  "Yes. They do. But I think we need to tell them last."

Seeing the confused looks Dream pressed on. "It seems like Error saw them as friends, if not, family. And with how they are they may get violent. So with Fresh. Most likely."

Ink nodded, eyes closing, he added. "Dream and I will tell Outer first. He is... was Errors lover and the father of his child so he needs to know first. The Swaps next, then Mares gang and Fresh. Hopefully, he's with them."

He opened his eyes and motioned to Dream.

The others nodded, mumbling in agreement and watched as the two guardians left.