A dark glitching figure wondered the anti-void, the only place he was never intruded on by others.
Well... other then Fresh.
Apparently, endless white was endless skating park.
Rude.
Still, he loved the fact he was alone and hated it.
Error sighed, he'd died again.
He never remembered his deaths, but he knew it happened.
As always he woke in the anti-void, feel empty and stretched.
He knew he wasn't respawning, but somehow between death and coming back there was an empty space in his memory.
His shard of a soul always screamed in rage and sorry, begging to go back.
The Destroyer wished he knew where 'back' was, back where he knew he'd feel complete.
He winced as he felt Ink create more copies, couldn't he create something.. original?
Sighing he stared at his strings above, where Fate commanded him to keep the souls imprisoned. He hated this, a never ending job of death and hatred and fate would never allow him to befriend anyone and made sure no one would.
He knew fate had done something, as he'd heard via the voices Nightmare wanted him to join his gang.
Then.. nothing.
Please
Error spun around frowning, there was no one there.
"I'm hearing things again," Error muttered.
He opened a portal and stepped through, he had copies to destroy.
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The Missing Error
FanfictionNo one knows the destroyer other then he destroys, he has no allies Error is defeated, he dies. Then hes freaking appears the next day, as if he wasn't just in an epic battle. No not you Epic. And hes not respawning. Could, there be more then one Er...
