It's been three months since Chara almost died baby!
Okay I'll stop.
Things have been pretty great since, Venol is still having dreams of his past life!
They're not so bad anymore, he doesn't like that squid guy, but he doesn't hate him I guess...
Of course he still telling his father about the stuff he remembers, like how much they enjoyed kniting. So his papa got him two needles, of silver. And also lots of yarn, the best he could find. He could use his magical strings but... after all the trouble their papa had to go throught to get him all this stuff, they decided to use it. So far they have knitted a scarf for his papa to use in special occasions, bracelets for the holys sisters, and two matching necklaces for the dreemurrs, and now they kinda in the middle of kniting an ugly sweater for their uncle.
I'm joking, the swearter is not gonna be ugly.
He also told them about Ink. It was something insteresting.
Venol was in the living room, drawing on the floor, they weren't an artist not like him, but it was something they enjoyed to do from time to time.
"WHAT ARE YOU DRAWING VENOL?"
"I'm drawing a... squid."
"REALLY? THAT LOOKS LIKE A SKELETON TO ME?"
"Well... it is a skeleton, but he's also a squid."
"IS THIS PERHAPS SOMEONE OF YOUR PAST LIFE?"
"Yeah... I was a destroyer, he was the creator."
"OH, I SEE.... WERE... WERE YOU TWO FRIENDS?"
"Nah, for a while I hated his guts. And he hated mine."
"FOR A WHILE YOU SAY...?"
"Yeah uh... someone made me realize, that me and him were not so different."
"WHAT DID YOU HAVE IN COMMON?"
"We... We were both lonely, we just wanted a family, a home, but..."
"BUT?"
"Well, I don't know... Even tho he was a creator he could never make himself a family, he tried but... we didn't fit anywhere."
"DID IT STAYED LIKE THAT?"
"No... I got friends, I got a family, I don't remember their faces or names but I know I loved them very much."
"WHAT ABOUT HIM?"
"He never got anyone that stayed at his side, they all left him."
"WHY?"
"Well... he had this condition, of not having real emotions, not matter how much he tried he could never really feel, so the best he could do was pretend to have them, he never told them and when they found out, they all got scared of him."
"OH, THAT'S HORRIBLE."
"Yeah..."
"DID HE CREATED YOU?"
"What? No! no hahaha, we were 'born' the same day."
"SO YOU WERE LIKE BROTHERS?"
"Nah, I would say we were more like... cousins."
"DO YOU KNOW WHO CREATED YOU AND HIM?"
"I... The only thing that makes sense is, that we were created by deitys, beings higher than gods."
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The Death Of Error The Life Of Venol
FanfictionError is a god, of destruction. He doesn't like his job, but he doesn't hate it. In all of his inmortal life as one, he's come to terms of what has to be done, so all of his allies don't perish. But, as has been foretold, his life was cut short...
