[FGOD Error Sans] - Nature vs Nurture

Denial

Even without opening his eyes, Erimos knew something was wrong.

He just had a Destructive rampage and for some reason everything was in silence.

Where was Chróma?

Back since he and Chróma were godlings who had no idea how to act around the other, when they were JUST testing the limits of their powers and their personal limits.

The fact the hated things being so silence after a Destructive rampage was one of his biggest no-no's and Chróma knew how much he hated things to be quiet after days of making things go quiet, of shush millions of lives just let him with the necessity of having something -someone- being loud around him after all of that.

Did Chróma just- No, no he couldn't have forgot about it, his counterpart knew better than anyone how much he hated the silence the same way the other hated sound after a Creative spree, there must be a logical explanation.

After a bit of intern debate, Erimos decided that there was no gain on keep postponing open up his eyes, he should discover soon or later what the hell was happening.

White was the first thing he saw when open his eyes.

Everything was pure white.

The tension left his body at the sight, he knew where he was. There was just one place on the whole multiverse that looked like this.

-Cross? My dear did you bring me here? -. He looked around, trying to find the chromatic skeleton in the immense white or a little clue of a portal, he and his other assistants usually do something like this, they see their 'Big Boss' tired and decided to drag him to one of their universes, or places just like this, that Chróma and him gave them as reward for they services, their own of pocket universe that they could change at will.

(Cross just like it empty, there was too much on his AU and sometimes he would get overwhelmed by it).

-Please show up, there's no need to hide, I'm not mad I promise -. After all, this wasn't the first time they ever try to drag him with them after days of endless destruction, it was just the first time they forgot to bring Chróma with him, he just need to make sure that they won't do this again, or at least don't let him alone on it, he wouldn't punish them for this little mistake. -...Cross? Can you hear me? -. Ok, that was weird.

The feeling of wrongwrongwrongwrong return with all its power, this was getting on his nerves.

Of all his assistants, Cross was the one who sought his approval the most, always nearby waiting and ready to follow his orders immediately, it was out of character for him to not come running immediately when he said his name, especially when Erimos was in his pocket dimension, where nothing happened without him knowing.

Something didn't add up.

But he wasn't going to find out what was going on by standing still, he needed to check the state of his magic and then he was going to find Chróma or Umbra, either of them, could explain this whole mess to him.

So, if he wanted to waste more time, he opened his STATS.

And he close it immediately after.

And then open it, as if that would change what he just saw.

Close, open, close, open-

But the STATS didn't change.

ERROR (ARCHIVE OVERWRITE)

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