Time Miscalculation

Recalling

He fell, he was sure of it. Being here and in this form was impossible! He had some of his memories, and he was sure he jumped into the Void. But it didn't make sense on how he was alive and a kid no less!!! He thought he could end it all, as the Void scattered everything that enters across time and space. Thinking about it now, he should have known Fate wasn't ever going to allow him to die. Fate was cruel and would never allow him such a luxury. They favor one, and Error isn't the one. Error thought about how he got to this point.

Flashback

Error was knitting more dolls with what little time he created from recently destroying AUs. He was sure that Ink was going to create another AU soon, but Error was going to use all the free time he had to relax.

As he made dolls, he heard the Voices within the Anti-void yell, scream, and hiss very nasty and harsh words. Error, being so used to it, simply blocked them out as he was making two sets of dolls. One for Blueberry, Geno, Fresh, Nightmare and his gang, while the other set was for himself. It warmed his Soul of those he claimed as his. They knew and understood his destruction unlike those who are blind and deaf to his words and actions.

It saddened him how Ink deceived most of the Multiverse.

Ink was well aware of the balance, but he didn't care. How can a Soulless being care about anything anyways? Ink is just a glutton for creating, and making Error suffer like their Creator was a plus. Ink and Error are both considered Fate's creations, but they only favored one. They found joy in Error's suffering and pain.

Once Error finished all the dolls, a sharp pain entered his Soul that traveled through his bones. It was like being stabbed by a burning blade with electricity that traveled through his bones. This always happened when the balance was going to be tipped. Ink had created another AU.

Error sighed and got up from where he sat on the floor. He picked up the first set of dolls and opened multiple portals. Error carefully placed the doll in the room of who the doll took after. He always made dolls of those in Chara's place and fallen Sanses who he had to destroy. So, Error made an exception for those who are his since he held them close to his Soul. It was the least he could do since he has been so busy with the balance to even visit them.

Once each doll was in place, Error closed all the portals and focused on the new AU's location. He heard all the Voices yell at him to go and destroy the AU. Just as he was going to step into the portal, Error heard a very soft voice.

"Do not go. It is a trap."

All the other Voices were silenced by the soft Voice. Error was tempted to stay and chat with the soft Voice as it was the first to speak nicely to him, but the lives of those he cared about were on the line. Error looked up in the direction the Voices usually resonated from.

"I wIsH i CoULd StaY, BuT thErE ArE a pEoPlE wHO nEed Me tO Do mY jOB," Error replied. "EveN If iT iS A TrAp, I sTiLl NeED tO Do mY jOb FoR tHoSe wHo Are MINE. I CaN nOT fAiL ThEm. BuT ... ThAnK YoU fOR YoUr CoNcErN."

Error entered the portal and stood in a clearing surrounded by a dense forest. There, Ink stood before him with a fake scowl on his face. Error knew something was up. If they were truly alone, Ink would have the most deranged grin on his face.

No words were exchanged. All Ink did was raise his hand in the air and all hell broke loose. Multiple bones and Gaster Blasters materialized and moved to attack Error. With practiced ease, Error was able to dodge every attack. Even though Error couldn't see them, he could feel the presence of hundreds of Sans and Papyrus. He could tell that they were all copies, and that there were no copies of Blueberry or any of the dark Sans he knew.