Twisted Fate, A New Destroyer Is Born

Prologue

Error sat alone in his prison the Anti-Void, curled up and shaking like a leaf in October. She had finally went to far, Fate crossed a line that shouldn't have been crossed. Ironically, she had tried to be nice to Error, but it ended in something horrid. She had been drunk, how she even got that way was beyond imagining. But in her drunken stupor she let it slip, Classic Chara's Knife could kill Error. He opened a portal under him once he was calmed enough and fell right into Classic's save screen. Chara was startled to see her beloved Duncle came to visit. Except, he was still curled up and crying. This frightened her and she ran up to him, having to stop herself from touching him.

Chara: "Duncle... what's wrong?"

Error: "......"

Chara: "P-please, t-talk to me?"

Error: "I.... I can't do this anymore..... Chara, please... give me your knife."

Error's voice was so glitched Chara barely understood him, the tears streaming down his face. Made Chara realize what exactly he wanted her knife for. She checked his soul, and had to move back in order to vomit. His soul was... like a broken shell. It had no life or color, it was a dark gray, with many missing pieces, and cracks everywhere. Every soul beat, dust fell from it, the only thing keeping him alive. Where Fate's strings, those disgusting blue threads that looked painfully tight. Chara saw all this, and... handed him the knife. To her it was like someone with a terminal illness, someone kept alive with medicine, living but not alive at all. What was she to do, if she didn't help he'd probably throw himself into the void, or worse. This was the only thing she could do, and she hated it, hated herself. She was sickened as Error's eyes lit up a bit, once he realized what he had been handed. Then he got up slowly, thanked her, and left.

He opened a portal he dragged himself in, she knew she wasn't going to see him again. And she broken down, into an ugly sobbing mess, the only one to treat her like a somebody. Had left, forever... meanwhile, in the Star sans base, Ink was holding their monthly meeting. Only to have Dream nearly faint when a portal opened. The amount of negative emotions coming from it, was enough to nearly knock out the poor little guardian. And more than enough to make Nightmare and his gang join the party. Instantly everyone was shocked to see the other. Back they were more shocked to see Error, literally dragging himself through the portal holding a knife. Seeing Nightmare Error started crying again, only this time a bit of joy was mixed into the sorrow. And Nightmare hated what he was sensing.

Error: "I did, I finally did it Nighty! I found it! I Found IT!!"

Nightmares blood ran cold instantly, his face paled so much. Even with the goop you could see it. The rest of the Nightmare gang seemed confused for a second only to also pale. The rest of them just seemed confused, though Dream noticed his brothers sudden and deepening fear.

Nightmare: "D-don't do this... w-w-w-we can..."

He couldn't even finish his sentence, there was nothing he could do. He knew about it all, the balances Fate, the torture and abuse.

Horror: "Y-y-y-y-you can't do this, who will cook with my bro!?"

Killer: "Who's going to, going to visit the Charas?"

Dust: "Please you're like a mother to us Error, don't leave us!"

Cross could only cry, looking at Error with pleading eyes. Suddenly everyone knew exactly what was going on, instantly everyone was sickened with worry and guilt. This had to be a trap, or a mistake, or something right, RIGHT?! Error wasn't, h-he was to strong for that, he was an unstoppable beast... A force of nature, right? And what Dust said... Error was like a mother to them? That couldn't be right, that went against everything Ink told them. Suddenly a wave of dark emotions flooded the room, Dream started puking instantly. And even those not intune with emotions could fill it. The parasite that protected Nightmare was overwhelmed, and he returned to his passive state. The cause, Error had pulled out his soul. Half the room was in shock, the other half was puking. It was worse than before, the strings tightened as soon as they realized Error's plan.

Error: "I love you guys... take care of yourselves for me."

And just like that, Error's soul was cut in twain, as were the strings holding it together. A mere moment after, Error was nothing more than dust on the meeting hall table. And then, the multiverse screamed, it yelled and shook and cried. In her realm, Fate was awoken by the scream, and instantly went to see what the hell was going on. Only to fall to her knees, how could this happen? Why did this happen, then she remembered, she remembered exactly what she did. And she was disgusted in herself, she had been drunk, but that was no excuse. But right now, she had bigger problems, the Balance of destruction and creation was broken. This couldn't be allowed to stand, but she didn't have a back up plan. So she rushed off to find something, or someone. A soul or a monster she could take, to make a new destroyer. But there was nothing, no one in her multiverse she could take. The wave of energy caused by Error's death destroyed every copy of the AUs. There were no, copies left for her to use. 

So she went to another Multiverse, the one abandoned by the gods and deities alike. And she looked around, searching for someone, anyone. Someone with the right soul, a determined soul, to make her new destroyer. All the while the situation in her Multiverse was worsening, as blame was being thrown at Ink. First by the Nightmare gang, then by the judges. Nightmare, Geno, Fresh, and the gang each scooped up a bit of Error's dust. Gently tossing it on each other, before throwing it on Ink. 

Ink: "W-why did you...."

Fresh: "It should be fucking obvious! You were his favorite too."

Everyone was taken aback, Ink was Error's favorite? Nightmare and the gang they could understand, Geno and Fresh they kinda knew about too, but INK?!! Not to mention, Fresh just cursed... Back in the Abandoned Multiverse Fate finally found someone. A human teen with good morals and a bit of LV, they were homeless. And they were dying, the cause, the bridge they were living under collapsed on top of them. Fate not having the time to wait finished them off and took their soul. Instantly going to her realm to make the new destroyer. Looking at her Multiverse, she knew she had to move quickly. That meant cutting corners. Using a bit of Error's magic she had gotten earlier... She used that as the base. But that wasn't enough, she had to steal something from Gaster. Both Undertale and Deltarune, a vessel creator, but she modified it to make a skelegod. This would force the Destroyer to be a kid, like the players. But it had to be done, plus seeing a 10 year old looking skeleton would throw their enemies off. She took enough time to make them look nice at least, their bones gradiented from gray to white. Gray from head and torso, with the gray lightening from the top of their arms, to white just below the elbow. And they had a swirling spiral pattern on their fingers hands and arms. Like, vines, strings, or possibly thorns. Their new name, was Ruin, and they were the new Destroyer.