Torn

𝘛𝘩𝘳𝘦𝘦

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❝𝘿𝙤 𝙄 𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙠 𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙩𝙩𝙮 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙄 𝙖𝙨𝙠 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙩𝙤 𝙝𝙞𝙩 𝙢𝙚? 𝙃𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙨 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙗𝙖𝙧𝙗𝙚𝙙 𝙬𝙞𝙧𝙚, 𝙬𝙧𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙚𝙙 𝙖𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙙 𝙢𝙮 𝙩𝙝𝙧𝙤𝙖𝙩, 𝙢𝙖𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙢𝙚 𝙘𝙧𝙮.❞

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After you talk with Outer, you were left to roam around the Universe with a pair of eyes constantly glued onto your back, but you didn't seem to mind. After all, you had no desire to hurt anyone in this Universe, considering the fact that the Human that belonged to this would was already doing so. While you could find that Human and lend them an assist, you knew better than to go wandering on your own to find them, Error always told you that other Humans weren't as well mannered as you were.

You stopped by multiple shops and stole whatever food you could, filling your stomach to the point where you thought you were going to get sick. You never so much as lifted a finger towards the store owners or the people who saw you stealing, instead stating they had bigger problems before fleeing the scene. None of them were fast enough to catch up to you, and any chance they attempted to use their magic on you, they were sent into a state of shock, allowing you to slip out of their view.

Now, you stood on a nearby cliff side, overlooking the surface of the moon while gazing up at the stars, lightly munching on some Monster Candy. The sweet was different from the ones you had managed to snag in the past, leaving a sticky feeling on your teeth as you swiped your tongue over it to try and get rid of it. You were sure that this small and fortunate adventure would have to come with some sort of consequence when you returned to the anti-void, so you decided to bulk up as much as you could. After all, you had no idea when Error would feed you next, and that chance encounter was just that, a lucky move that decided to bless you.

You were in the middle of picking off a dried up scab from underneath your ear when you felt a shift in reality, your brows furrowing. It felt different than when Error opened a rift, yet it also felt way too similar for it to just be chalked up as a coincidence, making you ponder if it was a Reset. However, the longer you stood still, picking at your scab until it started to bleed again, the quicker you were to realize that the reality around you was not changing, coming to the conclusion that there was no way the Human Reset.

Blood trickled down your finger as it dug into the wound you had reopened, glancing behind you to see if someone had entered near you. However, it was quiet besides that small shift, making you hum in confusion before turning back around, now tearing your finger from your wound. You wiped the red liquid off and onto your clothing as you allowed it to trail down your neck, now walking down the cliff side and unaware of the stench you were leaving behind.

Outertale was quiet as you wandered around it, wondering just what you should do while you waited for Error, humming at the thought. You weren't hungry anymore, or at least for the rest of the day you wouldn't be, but you knew that if you tried to sneak any food into the anti-void, that Error would take it for himself. You also threw out the idea of trying to harm another inside of this AU, seeing as the gaze from Sans was still on your back, watching you carefully as you walked through out the streets.

Your weapon was stored safely in whatever pocket dimension Error had taught you to use, fingers digging through the scarf around your waist. You were starting to question if Error had entered the AU as well and was now searching for you, pondering on the idea of staying still and letting him find you. If you continued to walk around and he found you, then you knew that you would practically be screwed and due for punishment, and you shivered at the thought of what it could be.