Of Fears and Destruction

Hours (1)

Worthless!

The Multiverse should have gotten a more competent destroyer!

Are you really going to let everything die out now?!

It's just some pain, nothing compared to the lives in this Multiverse!

'Just some pain? You try it then! Stupid voices. Stupid Fate. Stupid Inky. Stupid Multiverse. Stupid damn balance.' A part of his mind just couldn't stop cursing everything for doing this to him. Another part was trying to find a way to just stop the pain. The other part was having a spiral of depressing thoughts.

As such, he didn't notice that someone else had stepped into the white space he calls a house. Until he noticed tapping sounds. His first thought was that someone found him and were going to try finish him off. Key word: try.

He knew only one thing could kill him off and not more pain. So he actually opened his eye-sockets to see the Sans walk and start running towards him. Even after quite the bit of time, he still couldn't get rid of the pain so he just didn't feel like talking or doing anything really. 'But... why does he look... worried? Why would anyone worry about me?'

Then he realized that the Sans was one that he's never seen before. Did Ink already make a new AU?! Geez, that Creator really was going to be the death of everyone. If that was the case then that meant that this new Sans probably didn't know of him. "dAMN yOu INk..." he murmured to himself.

"What happened to you...?"

Annndddddd...theory confirmed.

Sans had no idea what to expect when he stepped into the experimental "Magic-Powered Universal Transport" that Alphys had made. But he most definitely wasn't expecting a pure white room that didn't have light yet was able to see in. Especially so because there were red human SOULs and blue strings everywhere, some dolls of what looked like him yet was not him were hanging around too. The blue strings had magic in them, that much he could tell.

Sans looked around before walking forward. His gaze caught on something—or rather—someone. Blood was pouring off of him a lot and dust was falling off of him too. He was rather shocked that the guy isn't dead yet. 'But it's weird... he kinda looks like me...' then he remembered what Alphys had said about avoiding people as to not disrupt their timelines or whatever.

Haha. As if he cared.

"Please! Help him! Help my child!" Sans narrowed his eye-sockets at that. A random voice in a white room with human SOULs everywhere was asking—no—begging him to help their child? Was that monster over there their child?

But those were only a few thoughts of his. He was utterly horrified that someone would do this to another. He started walking, jogging and finally ran before this new monster that looked like him yet not dusted. He was not going to sit there and watch as someone turns to dust.

"What happened to you...?"

Sans slowly kneeled down and tried to make the monster before him go into an unconscious state so he can bring him back. Yeah, um... how was he supposed to tell the other guy? "Oh hey, you should totally swallow this pill to make you go unconscious and let me bring you back!" Haha. Very funny.

On the other hand with Error. He was panicking but confused too. The confusion mostly came from the other's confusion. The pain was still searing in his body, and moving might make it worse. Yeah, no. His pain tolerance might be high but after that beating...