Loving of Stories

Your Hot & Your Cold ~ One-Shot

{Original idea belongs to @MikkiMausu!!! Go check them out and have fun creating your own uptake or view of the story~! Also, excuse me if any of the characters are OOC or not shown! The images are also not mine unless stated otherwise! I don't know their original personalities so excuse that and let's get right into the story~!}

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Reaper sighed as he floated in the abyss of the Save Screen with two buttons sitting a few feet from him, floating in mid air but not falling or even moving. The blaring CONTINUE and RESET just sitting right there but he paid no mind to the them as he sorted through his thoughts.

Error was Geno.

Geno was Error.

Error was the Forced God of Destruction by an unbalance between both Creation and Destruction.

Error was attacked and tortured by the so called good Sans and Papyrus in the Council.

Error was almost raped by them.

Error doesn't remember who they once were.

Some were trying to date his little mate.

Reaper let out a low growl as he twitched with unbridled anger. Those fuckers...

Reaper shook his head as he looked around with a calculative gaze. The reason he was back in the Save Screen in because it's the only place where Nightmare nor Dream could feel his emotions since Reaper put in a barrier that stopped feelings from being out out into the Multiverse.

Reaper needed a plan. He need a plan to get his mate back. For too long he stood by, unknowing of whom Error was once to him. But not anymore, no, this time Death will not be peaceful or forgiving.

It was time that everyone knew not to cross the Grim Reaper.

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Error looked down at the Reaper Sans puppet he made many years back, before he got out of the Anti-Void to destroy by the will of Fate for the sake of the Multiverse.

Fate sealed his memories so that he won't get distracted by his past and go off the rails to get back to someone. Error has never tried to get pass the seal as it was strong and seemed to not get weaker but stronger. But he's always wondered.

Who was he?

Did he have a brother, a family, friends, or a mate?

Would anyone even love him, if they knew who he was to them?

The Voices downgrade him, they tell him that he is unworthy of love, affection, and the joys of a family. They told him that he deserved only pain, misery, and eternal guilt.

Error tried to ignore them once they went down that way but it's hard. Error has heard the same thing everyone day from everywhere he went. Error doesn't feel any sort of positive emotions to anything except for this one puppet he made so long ago.

Error has found himself carrying the puppet with him everywhere, to feel the leftover positivity before it bleeds dry.

Error sighed as he put the puppet carefully into his dimensional space as he summoned a portal to a random copy AU and soon started to destroy for the sake of keeping balance in the Multiverse.