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How I met Horror

Farms POV-
I was just out watering my crops and flowers around the house. That's when I heard a strange whooshing sound. Then I heard a thud and a sharp whimper.
I ran to see who was hurt and gasped at what I was seeing. He was the weakest looking skeleton I've ever seen. His bones were thin and his cheeks were sharp. He looked starved and was so weak he couldn't even muster a scream. His legs were mangled from falling with such low bone mass. He laid limp on the ground, struggling to curl in on himself. He was shaking with hunger and fear.
I heard a ping and saw a message pop up in front of my eyes. Glitching code read, "please keep him safe"
Was that why he was sent here.  The sans who opened the portal must've tossed him through it. A very powerful one at that. With ability to manipulate code through worlds. I shuddered not wanting to disobey this mysterious man.
I would've helped this guy anyway. I walked over and pushed up my hat before picking up the small shaky skeleton. He had an awful hole in his skull and his eyelite was scrunched closed in fear. He tried his best to escape but then just cling to me for warmth. He couldn't even fight back against me picking him up. He had no energy left to move a bone.
It was sickening how he was so unnaturally light and much smaller than I. "Don't worry Lil guy I got you."
I brought him inside and laid him on my bed. Covering him with a blanket to warm up his cold bones. He coughed weakly and his red eye squinted at me. I tried to give him a not-threatening smile.
That's when I thought to CHECK him. 
This is what I read-
HORRORTALE SANS
Hasn't eaten anything in 7 years
Is in pain and doesn't want to fight you
His brother tried to kill him
Sent to farmtale for safety by ERROR
Hp- 0.2
LV- 1
Def- 1
I closed the tab after that. My eyes widen and teared up slightly. This man survived that and was sent to me. He's my responsibility now. I didn't know I was the important to the ones who made the code. I smiled and then looked concerned at Horror. Poor kid, he's got nothin.
I pet him on his undamaged skull comfortingly.
"You're safe now Horror"