-Ink's POV-
How long has it been since Error started rampaging? Since I cracked her skull open? Since the sky open up and the anti-void started to seep through? Losing its darkness. I lost track of time cause I'm just struggling to keep up with her attacks at this point. Trying not to lose a limb here. It's at this time I wonder why I thought everything would turn out okay. Error isn't an animal, I can't cage her up forever. I've should have seen this coming.
*BOOM!*
I am sent flying once more. Forming a crater in my Light Area from the sheer impact of the fall. My clothes are barely hanging onto me at this point as I stand up using Broomie. My legs are shaking. How long has this battle been going on? Days? Hours?
"Ḫ̶̼̘̞͆̀̕͘͜ę̵̲̬̻̖͗̿͝ḥ̷̢̥̖̘͔̩͙̣͊́͛͌̍͊̉͛̃́ͅ ̴̤̝̼̙̅͊ͅH̶̡̙̲̿̉̃͠ě̵̛̼͇͇̠̤̓̈́͆́̾͠ḣ̴͈͙͌̈́̅̐ ̷̹̠͓̻̣̾̀̈́͒͆͆̀͝H̸̤͖̝̼̥̔̅̂̌͊̾͜ͅe̸̛͈̞̺͍͙̼̲̽͜h̷͈͇̙̬̭͌̃͗̌̅̊.̴͉̲͈̬̯̽͒͒̈́́.̶̛̮͈̱̙̫̲͙̩̿̈̂́̅́.̶͇͑̔͋̀̀͐̊̈́W̴̧̜̯͖͖̬̖̙̱̭̓̐͒̉̀̈͠ḩ̸̺̪̙̤̳̙͑̋̽̓͋à̴̡̨̘̻̟̯̱́̉̉̽͘t̵̨̛̛̖͈̱̜̩̠̘̄͒̔̀̈́̐̋͘'̸͎͙͉̳̇͝ş̶̘̱̫͙̗̠̀̇́̚͠͝ͅ ̸̨̙̤͈̼̦̭̋̋w̷̡̲͓̹̼̉͑̄̓̍̈̚ͅṙ̶̲̒͊̇̽͂͛̏̅̌ȍ̵̧̢̼̗̯̠͔͚͉ͅṉ̷̯͙͊̊g̵͓͋̀̆̈́̀̋͘ ̶̨͈̻͖̋͌͒̑̊̊͘ͅS̸̻͇̩̤̏̂̔̔͝͝q̷̡̧̮̤͉̞̲̗̥̈̍͑̚ŭ̸͆͜ỉ̵̙͓̤̭͊̎̕͝d̴͍͉̻̩̃̆͜?̴̛͎͉̂̃̓̀̅̀̚ ̸̢̡̲͙̦̯̩̬͓͠͝͠͝I̶̢̙̙̻̬̲̦̯̾͗ ̷͙͚̽̑t̵̢͍̼̬̟͙̙̻̙̼̂̑͘͝ḧ̵͙́̑́͛̑̑͒̽o̴̡̡̻͈̮̬̟͊̿̂̈̏̅u̷̧̨̡̲̺̱͕̳̖̬͊̾̄̈́͒̽̕g̷̰̖̣̱̱̻̠̈́͑͜͜͝h̸̛͕͖̼̗̹͉̩͌̈́̆̒̚t̸͓͈̒͐̽̓ ̵̤̲̟̃̽y̵͕͇͔̙͗o̵̗̼͖̓̀́͐͌͜ͅu̸̡̡̫̞̜͉̫̓̊͊͑́̊͛̚ͅ ̸̨̮͓̮̩̬͈̮͔͈̓͒̿̃̀̀́̚͘͝w̸̛͍̻̜̋́͋̄̾̃͘͝͠a̵̭̍͠n̶̠͕̈́̀̉͑́͘̚͜t̷͔͔̪̦͚͚̗͛̏̉̈́̀è̶̢̯̼͇̱͍̾̈́̉̕d̸̳̝̥̗̭̑̃͊͊ ̴̢̡͚̘͕̺͐̏̄ẗ̶͚̠̙́̊̍ò̷̘̹̟̀͑͑͋̆̏̈́͐͗ ̷̛̖̗͍͕͓̟͙̻̳͑̇̋̔̓͌̍̽̚ş̷͍̲̉͐̈́͛͋̽p̴̡̬̭̰̤͓̤̫̫̱̀̈́̾͆̑̒̐͠ę̵̧̨̪͓̲̀͂͜n̵̯͚̈́̈͗͝d̸͈͍͚̻̩͑̈́́̈́̄͠ ̶͖̹̰̞̑̒̂s̷͍̠͚̙̲̬̟͕͓͂o̵̬̩̭͌͛̏͐̔̓m̴̛̰̼͍̤̖̝̣͔̝͒̈̃͌͌̄̓̎͝ê̸̱̝̖͕͓͙͗̇͛̔̓̊ ̷̨͍̳̼͔̰̔̔͆͂t̷̡̨̠̹̹̑̃̉̏̚͠i̸̡͂́̊̓͌̈́m̸̪͈̭͋͆é̵̖̯̙̪̣ ̸̪̙́͂̽̚w̴̡̞̭̐͘ī̵̺̪̫̦͉͖̥̉̉t̸̀̅̈̿́̂ͅh̶̡̨̗͎͚̭̱̏͗̅̾̕͘͜͠ ̸̪͈́̀̈́̈̐̿u̸̜̹͍̓̿͠s̸̡̧̲̟̬̠̺̋̇̓͝?̸̼͉̓̊̑̓͌̑̓̚"
Error's deep voice and constant glitching make me wonder if it's Error who is talking right now. But who else could it be? Is it...that dark mist coming from the anti-void that is speaking? Wait...us?
"Who are you?! You're not Error! Let her go!" I shout at them, pointing Broomie at it. Their laughter sends a shiver down my spine.
"W̷̮͔̘͕̋̀͑̀ḫ̷̨̰̮̭̫̪̱̰̃̀͒̄ͅa̷͖̬͙̞̝̪̅̄̀̓̇̀̉̀̐̕t̵̤̖̝͍̗̠͙̄̌̓͒͛͆̒͠e̷̛̲̤̭͕̣̯͍̿̎̓̊̌̋̂͠v̷̬̼́̆̽̑̓̈́̔̕͠͝e̷̛͔̱̬͒̄̈̋͘r̸̮͔̅̽̽̄̎̍̀͠͝͝ ̸̺͎̹̫̻̞̼͔͌̀́̃̂͝ͅḏ̸̊̑̄͂͑̈̿̐̍̕͜ò̷̧͐̾ ̶̛̻̟̞̖͉͙̳̣̽́̃̔͐͑̓ỹ̸͍̹͈̱̻̹̯̫̦̫̀͠o̶̦̾̇̋̽̓̊ű̷̞͍͜ ̵̙͍̩̤͊̓ḿ̴̢̨͓̳͇̳͐̄͝͠͠ë̶̢͖͇̼̠͙́̚ͅá̵̛̬̂͐́̌̀͛͌̚n̵̪͈̤̬̟̪̱͛̂̄́̅̋̋̓̍?̶̛̛̰͔̹̥͈̖̟͗͋͊̆͗ ̷̲̒̀͛̌̊I̶̡̛̜̺̪̞͚̻͐͊͝ ̶̢̠̝͂a̸̞̪̪͗m̸̨̥̼̺͇͛̎ ̵̨̙̥̎̎Ḙ̸̢̫̩̭͖̮͕̼̈́͗̑̄̈́͑̅̐͘r̸̡͓̞̞̜̭̹̹̻̤͋͌̏ṟ̵͎̞̲̣͍͙̤̮͊́̉̇̀͑̏ơ̸̢̨̰͉͖̖͚͖̦̓̆͝r̴̙̘͖̜̭͇̞̥̎̍̏̋.̷̧̡̡̳̝͉̠̣̓͑̋͜ ̸͙̭̦̝̯̰̟͒̀͊́̿̑̉́̾J̷͇̼̙̲̜̈͌͂͆̋̾̏͝͝ú̶͔̬̉̈́s̶͕̲̩̓̋͌̍͑͂͌͘̕͝t̸̢̧͚̹̟̳̒̉͆͛̔̋̈́̈́͛͑.̶̻̜͈̥̆̓̾͛̏̚͝.̷̢̢͓͍̂̒͑̽̎̃͝.̵̜̲͎̫͌̊͆̒̓͠ṉ̶̨̨̼̱͇̺̲͓̽̉͑̅̃̒̈̽̾͝ớ̶̥͔̫̰̦͓̓̎̈́͒̂̑͝t̴̡̡̻̄͑̔̅̎̀͊̓̚͝ ̷̻̠̙̥͙̿̿̔͆̇ẗ̵̛̝͉̝́͗̍͠͝h̷̼̺͋è̴̮͆̈́́̕̚͝ ̸̡̠̏̄͛͂͝ǫ̶̛̜̱͔̝̹̤̯̠̋̈́̉́͑͜n̸͚͓̹͎̋̒͋e̵̡͕̤̗̗̰̲̞̭̭̒̈́̂̊̈́ ̴̡̬̯͇̝̻̳̎̀̀̉͒̈́ỳ̶̱͙̖̻͜o̷̡̢̻͈̜͓̰͒u̵͕͖̳͉̼̺͖͝ ̸͈̠̦̯̝͖̽̈́̕͝ͅg̴̠̍͑̃̌̅́͘r̴̯̪̝̻̜͍̰̾͑̑̚e̵̢̛̹͔̱̺̣͈͔̓͛w̵̛͔̺̉̅͋͗̆̎̍̅͆ ̵̥͓̬͍̩̮̹̳̜̩́̌̆̈́̄̒͊͋͝t̶̹̖͍̜͖͔̆̉̓ó̴͖͎̥̹̳̹̼̜͙̂̓͛͂͘͝ ̷̧̹̗͍̻̝͓͇̻͐́͐̈́̇͘k̷̛̖̮͂̾̈́̌̑͝ͅn̸̨̒͊̀̅̌̋ò̸̪̣̝̰̟̲̬͂̌͑͊̔̇͊͊͝ẃ̵̢̨̦͔̗͉̹͕̭̉̀̓̄͒̚͠.̵̡̣̞̱͇̹̌̆̑̀͆̈́̋̀̏͝"
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Becoming Error, The Forced God Of Destruction
FanfictionWhat if someone is reborn as Error? What if they aren't so bad? What if they're suffering in silence and keeping their job a secret for fear of hate? How will Ink react when he learns of Error's job? Will he accept her? Or will he hate her? -picture...