Pain

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  //This oneshot contains mentions of violence, a panic attack, kidnapping, death, self-harm, cancer, suicide, and insanity. If you are sensitive to any of those triggers, please click off. Also, this is my first oneshot book. And yes, it is in third person. I will try to be more formal with my author's notes and writing in this book, as this was developed as a way to improve my writing. Even though this is an Error Sans oneshot book, I will do ships other than ships with Error Sans. They do not have to be ships either. They can be a specific individual and I will do my best to fulfill what has been asked of me.//

  //Please note, getting Oneshots done and published may take time, as I have a very busy schedule and with final exams looming over my head, and a lot of homework, as well as work, and other things, I cannot focus solely on my works here. I am on a semi hiatus until after May 17-21 as I am in a play and need time for practices on days I would normally be writing. I will still write, but my writing will be slow, and it may be days before I can fully get Oneshots finished. With that said, welcome to Error Sans Oneshots! Enjoy yourselves dear readers.//

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  Pain. That was all he felt. It spread through his bones and into his SOUL, unknown tears running down his face, adding to his already permanent tear marks, a symbol of his magic and eternal suffering. That's right dear readers, this skeleton was known as Error, Forced God Of Destruction to his friends, and God Of Destruction to his enemies. He never wanted his job. He was pulled from his AU, had his memories erased, and turned into a glitch in order to become what Fate wanted. SHE wanted a Destroyer to balance her chosen child since she was too lazy and sadistic to warn him again, so SHE picked a random Sans, threw them into the Anti-Void, and turned them into Error.

  He had never been one to complain about his job after eons of doing it. He only ever complained to his best, and, first friend, Blue, the Sans of UnderSwap. Error and Blue's friendship had a surprising start. During the beginning of his job, Error had been driven insane by Fate, the voices, and the whiteness of the Anti-Void, as well as hadn't slept for a month. He had gone to UnderSwap and started destroying it, not realizing what he was doing. He had laughed at the cries and screams of fear and pain from his victims as he tore them and the universe apart with his strings, leaving nothing but death, destruction, and dust in his wake, his LV becoming higher with each kill.

  Once Error had reached Judgement Hall, he had captured Blue, and came face to face with Swap Papyrus, known to him as Stretch. The two fought for a long time,and, it looked like Error was going to dust Stretch as well before he had seemed to snap out of it.

  (Flashback)

  "WhErE? wHaT? wHeRe Am I? tHiS iSn'T tHe WhItE rOoM..." Error muttered to himself, looking around, confused. He could see he was in Judgement Hall. But what universe was he in? And why was he fighting someone that seemed so familiar? He couldn't understand it as the voices started insulting him and he clawed at his skull in return, screaming. "SHUT UP! STOP IT! LEAVE ME ALONE! SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP!!!!" He continued clawing his skull and bashed it against whatever he ran into multiple times, blood, dust, and bone marrow running down his now severely cracked skull.

  Stretch could only stare in shock as his enemy attacked himself, screaming at nothing. He took the opportunity to summon a Gaster Blaster, waiting for it to charge up. Whoever this is, they are clearly beyond help. I have to be thankful they have not gotten to the kid. I have to get Sans out of here. It is no longer safe. Just a couple more minutes and I can fire, and defeat this monster who killed everyone I ever loved or knew. Though, now that I think, this skeleton looks familiar. But it cannot be. Error! That SOULLESS destroyer! I will not let him touch my brother! His eye socket glowed orange from his anger and determination as he watched the other slowly come to a stop.

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