Chapter 6: Ambitions, Aggressors, and An Anomaly.

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Within the somewhat destroyed copy of EchoTale.
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3rd Person POV.
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To say Nightmare was fuming would be a huge understatement. The skeleton was so frustrated, that while his tentacles writhed in irritation- his mass of negativity expanded off his own anger. As the strings finally come loose, the skeleton stomps off- he'd always considered Error an ally, but it seemed he was no longer helpful. Nightmare began mowing down trees in the forest- watching with a malicious glare as each splintered into bits with excellent precision. To say Ink was lucky to dodge so many strikes was another understatement, though, Nightmare was only considered a 'guardian' compared to the 'demigod.' As Nightmare kicks at a wall, he hisses in annoyance as his ankle begins to burn with mild pain- he must've twisted it. As the grumpy skeleton begins opening a portal, he hears the usual chaos of his mansion- probably killer trying to steal Horror's food again.

He then simply walks through, silence falling behind him as the destroyed AU is quiet once more... but something lingers along the ruin, simply taking a sample, before disappearing without a trace but a deep indigo feather.

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Within the outskirts of a copy of HorrorTale.
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3rd Person POV.
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Ink stumbled alongside Error as they both were uneasy.. despite being rather enthusiastic before, something seemed to be watching them. As the two skeletons continued, a tree collapsed a moderate ways off- a few purple feathers scattered across the ground as they sprinted over in a state of confusion. While Ink was entirely confused, Error lashed out with frustration. As Error yanked strings down from his eye socket, he begins shredding through the forest- trees collapsing as a massive figure looms behind where the forest was- turning to face them before sliding through a portal. Both of the skeletons ran towards the figure- only to be greeted by another, wielding a massive sword displaying a yin-yang symbol.

"WhO THe h*Ll aRE You-" Error was cut off as the blade swept in his direction, a clean ark as the sheer power within its edge shattered the ground below... the attacker was a monster, though more humanoid. It had a cold expression.

"You're interfering with business beyond your level, termination or introduction is in order." It responds, holding the blade to Error's throat whilst pointing a dagger to a now agitated Ink.

"Well?" Inks impatience was shining through, though he was concerned which was seen by a single bead of sweat on his brow.

"You both are insignificant to our cause.." The being mutters, though loud enough to hear. "I don't see why the great Boreallacerta would even CONSIDER taking you in." The creature pinches its brow, a single second of vulnerability.

Error used it to the fullest effect.
He brang his strings and blasters in a single strike, the creature's eyes widened as the sudden attacks were unable to be broken- meanwhile Ink raised his brush for a blow of red paint.

Another interference.
"Getting in trouble, Lunar?"

Another being stood, similar to the other. This wielded a scythe- spinning it to simply block the blow.

"Egress, I don't need your he-"

"Oh shut up."
The two then began attacking violently- strikes that cut across the entire AU as both the creator and destroyer ducked and weaved. A few blows exchanged, Error was punched in the jaw, and Ink had managed to hit 'Lunar' with a splatter of red paint, causing them to bellow with agony and start having a breakdown.

"I REFUSE TO DIE AGAIN-" 'Lunar' shrieked, dragging 'Egress's' attention, who yanked them through a portal angrily.

Both of the skeletons turned to each-other, exhausted, and rather bewildered.

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Something is happening.

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This chapter is intentionally shorter, as now we're getting to interesting character lore, and beyond multiverse madness. These characters will be seen again sooner or later..

Keep your eyes peeled.
The great Boreallacerta is watching.

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