The White Demon of Chaldea (Error 404 in Fate/Grand Order)

Chapter 13: One Broken Man to Another

Ever been NTR'd? No? Good for you, but not for this Gudao 💀

==Chapter Start==

The Vessel of 404 walked through the gap between the possibilities, looking at them all before spreading out their hand and shifting them to the side as he walked slowly to the one the OG 404 looked at. He peered into it, seeing all of the people that remained.

Vessel 404: "Ah, I see... So it seems to a few of the masters that were supposed to die remained alive... Ah, that poor, poor boy. I can see why I chose him. His mind is in a fragile state, and he feels angry and betrayed because of recent events. Now, what was this timeline called again?"

He looked at the name and blushed a little bit.

Vessel 404: "Some names are just weird I suppose. Let's see... Ah, there we go. Alternate Timeline #446134-C... Alright, let's get this in motion."

He looked at the orb and then started to expand it as he started to force himself into it, chuckling lowly before he completely forced his way in.

Timeline #446134-C

The sounds of tears could be heard. Gudao couldn't help it, really. He wished he never had to see that damn moment in which he figured out what was truly happening behind his back and why Artoria Lancer was acting so weird.

She had cheated on him. She cheated on him while they were in an intimate relationship behind his back with one of the masters there. He wasn't sure why she cheated on him, but he hated her. He hated the man that always bragged about all the servants he fucked. He knew that Artoria Lancer was with him, but he still managed to get his filthy fucking hands on her.

And she let herself get corrupted. The face she made while he was tied to the chair while she was getting her brains fucked out of her mind, not even caring for his cries and tears...it broke something in him. It broke that trust he had as the man who cucked him revealed that all of the servants knew. All the masters knew, yet they did nothing to inform him of what they did.

He hated them.

He hated them so much and it was justified. He hated how they insulted him. They hated how they laughed at him. He hated those fake apologies that Artoria Lancer made as she greedily indulged in such lustful activities with another man.

But he could do nothing. He couldn't harm the masters or he would be treated as a traitor for harming one of the last hopes for humanity and killed, and he could do nothing to the servants, even if he wanted to because nobody was against them. They were evil. They were filthy.

He felt dirty. He felt disgusted, but most of all, he felt broken. And so he let those tears run until he would sleep, wanting nothing more but for them to disappear.

A sudden thud.

Gudao couldn't help but become wary as another thud was felt throughout his room and it seemed to suddenly grow. He wasn't sure what was happening, but he started to get concerned as the area around him seemed to distort and he felt like he was being watched down to the core of what made him, him. It was terrifying, and he couldn't help but shake in fear at this overwhelming presence that seemed to judge him.

Gudao: "W-What the hell?!"

His tears were quick to stop, his head ringing in pain from the intense crying as he clung to the bedsheets, watching as two skeletal hands appeared from a small crack that formed in space and time. He watched as they easily opened the crack as he saw the face of a skeleton arise and enter his bedroom.