Prologue: The Attack

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Error's POV:

"See ya later Nights!" I said as I left to the new AU He created. Him. That ignorant, idiotic, blind, squid of a creator. That failure of a protector. I mean if he was a true protector he wouldn't create so many AU's. How could so many be so blind to not notice Ink was the one slowly killing them.

I walked through the portal and ended up in an empty AU.

"Wow, at least he got something through his thick skull," I muttered to myself. I was about to pull up the codes when I heard a shout.

"Error! Your regin of Terror ends today!" Ink shouted from behind me. I turn around to see tons of Sans equals. At the front were Dream, Ink, Death, Dance, and Stretch.

"Heh, we both know that won't happen Ink," I replied, staring longingly at Death. Oh, how I wish I could die. Heh. Oh well, That's Fate I suppose.

"Attack!" Ink demanded. Everybody there started attacking me as I dodged.

~An Hour Later~

It's been a while since this battle started. All that is left is Ink, Death, and I. No I did not dust anybody. They're originals. We all were exhausted but I'm the only one who did not let it show. I stood up tall in front of the creator and god of death.

"This battle is finished." I raised my voice. "And I'm disappointed in all of you." I let my judgment go across all of them. I saw several sans shiver for the sins they don't even know they committed. I dragged Death up as I saw everyone tense. "Especially you. You are a fellow Yin. You should know very well why I destroy." I let him fall. "Had any of you opened your eyes then this war did not need to happen." I turned away, making a portal. "You can accept Death but not Destruction? Heh, who's the true monster?" I asked, letting my judgment grow stronger as I left.

They'll question what I said. They always do. But I refuse to answer without my family nearby. In case one of them gets the bright idea of attacking them from a 'lie'. They are my family. And not even Fate will stop me from protecting them.

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