Darkness.

For the first time, Bill Cipher felt real fear. His body twisted and flickered as the Memory Gun fired, breaking him apart piece by piece. The once-powerful demon was being erased, wiped from existence itself.

"No... NO! THIS CAN'T BE HAPPENING!" Bill's voice cracked, his usual smugness gone, replaced with panic and rage. This wasn't how things were supposed to go. He was supposed to win.

Stanford Pines' voice echoed in the void:

"This one's for the kids!"

Bill screamed as the energy ripped through him, tearing apart everything he was. His power, his knowledge, his very being,it was all fading away.

For a creature he thrived on chaos, nothing was worse than disappearing forever.

His voice glitched, turning into a mess of distorted sounds. The world around him crumbled, folding in on itself.

And then… nothing.

No light. No sound. No gravity.

Just an endless, empty void.

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Bill Cipher wasn't just a demon, a god, or some ancient entity.

He was an idea.

And ideas don't die.

As his mind cracked apart, he searched desperately for something, anything, to hold onto. His existence was collapsing, breaking down into nothingness, but he refused to let it end like this.

Somewhere in the endless sea of realities, he found it. A tiny crack. A glitch in the system.

His eye widened. A way out.

"Ha… HAHAHA! YOU REALLY THINK I'M JUST GONNA SIT HERE AND LET MYSELF GET ERASED!?"

He refused to accept this fate.

His very being twisted, shattered, and reformed as he forced himself through the crack, throwing his fragmented essence into the unknown.

"If I can't have this world, I'LL FIND ANOTHER! HAHAHA!"

With one last, mad laugh, Bill burned every last drop of his remaining power, launching himself across dimensions.

Reality itself screamed as a piece of him tore through the fabric of existence, flying through the endless multiverse, searching, searching.

Then, something changed.

A new world took shape.

Not the warped and bizarre landscapes of Gravity Falls.

Not the twisted nightmare realms of dreams and illusions.

But a place where power ruled. A world of spirit rings, soul beasts, and gods.

A world where even fate itself could be broken.

"Huh… what do we have here?"