Error on short two

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Something was off and everyone knew. Error had been missing for a few weeks and no one knew what he was planning. No one knew but Error. Error had gotten enough of the abuse. He didn't want to pretend anymore. He didn't want to pretend to be insane, to be weak, to want to destroy. He was done pretending. He had used the last week to get ride of Fate's strings and it worked. What was better was that she didn't realize he had ripped himself free. He felt an AU being created and saw through a portal that it was an ambush AU. He smirked. He could show them what he had felt so many times. He took off his shirt jacket and left his mangled chest exposed before entering the AU. He heard people gasp some gag and he looked Ink straight in the eyes.

"Error, who the hell did this to you?" Ink asked. Error couldn't help but laugh.

"You really don't realize that You have been torturing me for years. Want to know a thing about this that is funny. My title is not Error god of destruction it is Error FORCED god of destruction," Error said. He then lunged forward and forced his hand through Error's rib cage right where his soul was supposed to be. That is if he had had a soul. His eyelight shrunk and he realized this was not the ink He had once known. Once they were friends but suddenly Ink had changed and Error had been completely exiled. Everyone had Grown more violent towards him. This wasn't his ink. This wasn't his old friend. Error threw Ink in front of everyone before ripping open his ribcage and even split the fake inks skull in two. He took the body and showed the council the truth

"This isn't our ink but an imposter and this imposter has been here for years," Error said. The council stared at him horrified. Error looked down at the imposter. He ripped the bones from his body making sure to make it hurt. He made sure the imposter felt pain. The same pain error had felt every day for eons. The screams didn't stop but Error wouldn't let the imposter die. Error had whispered into Ink's ears. He promised to stop torturing the other if he told them where the real creator was. The imposter insisted he wasn't an imposter but Error didn't believe him and no one from the council dared to step in. They feared error more than ever seeing what he did to their ink. Finally the imposter told them.

"The void," Those words were silent but meaningful. Error dropped the imposter and ran to outertale. He looked into the void tied his strings to a few trees up there and jumped. It was painful like no other. It did hurt but he wanted his Creator back no matter what. He wanted his old friend back. The one who had befriended him and didn't judge him. the one who had tried to learn why he did as he had done. The ink who had tried to learn why he destroyed. The creator who asked why rather than assuming the reasons. Down there he found him. The Ink was asleep and unmoving. Error moved to Ink and gently took him in his arms. Error tied his friend to his back as he crawled up the strings. People were staring down trying to cut the string but they stopped once they saw Error crawl out with their creator. They pulled him up and quickly took their ink from him before restraining his weak body. Being in the void had taken a toll on him. Medic had taken their ink meanwhile Error and the imposter were both Chained up in the council's dungeon. Error would regain his strength within the next few hours and then bust out. He sat still waiting for his magic to return. The door was suddenly busted open and ink ran in. The real ink. He looked between the imposter but then looked at Error. His body was horribly mangled. Ink just stared not realizing the tears that felt from his eyes until they dropped from his chin. Ink fell to his knees looking at the mangled body that Error had. Fresh burns littered error's body but they were caused by the void. Error heard people running and saw medic and mafia running in. Ink got up and turned to them pissed.

"He dragged me out of the void and you thank him by locking him in the dungeon?" Ink asked. anger was visible on his face. Things would definitely change now.