Scrapped story chapters

Glitches are forever-Prologue

Title: Prologue

Now, let's start this madness, or should i say, T H E I R  E N D

Error's p.o.v

The painful smile of Ink, insane to be exact, filled my mind, the pain blinding me. The red spots of paint filled the last of my vision, then the blackness came. I knew that Ink was going to kill me, and I wanted it, so so bad.

I know Destiny...

But as luck was not on my side, I woke up to the familiar surroundings of Nightmares castle. A heavy sigh left my mouth as I heaved my scarred and painful body into a sitting position, holding back the grunt of pain. The room was blurry, but even so I could see who's room it was, it was Cross's. I smiled at the nearby picture frame, those times should be forgotten though, my smile fades, you don't need to know what it shows.

Your so stupid...

I opened a half-hearted portal. The guilt crawling at my consciousness, knowing I betrayed them I step into the white void, the Anti-void. The voices paraded into my head, destroying any sort of thought that came with their yells, i ignore them promptly, I didn't care and wouldn't care about them, it doesn't help. I sit down slowly, careful to not break anymore bones, and slowly bring out a knife. I use the now heated knife to help close my new scars faster, the pain doesn't affect me.

I know your scheme...
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No!

Narrator's p.o.v

Killer walked slowly to the beloved destroyers room, he opened the door, holding onto the medical supplies tightly. He opened the door fully only to gasp, dropping the supplies and run to Nightmare. He held back the pants as Nightmare glared at him "It's Error, he's missing!!" He practically yelled. Nightmare froze, before booking it to a now open portal to the Anti-void.

You know I won't let you...
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STOP!

Error's p.o.v

The voices.....they got meaner and meaner with every wound I patched. At some point a voice even suggested I died, I've heard that before though, and I know I should. I look down at my pathetic body, smiling slowly.
I don't deserve to live
I'm a filthy glitch
Unimportant
Unworthy
Unwanted
Ugly
Murderer
Undeserving
Selfish
Ungrateful
Bi-
My thoughts were cut off as a portal was opened, Nightmare came running out, obviously annoyed, or was it worry? He stopped seconds before colliding with me, a surprise Killer soon following him through the portal. I glanced at Nightmare before turning back to healing myself, I didn't want to talk right then. So I left, not without the angry screams of the now tied up skeletons, and even the sobs of a hurt Nightmare, that made me hesitate, I shook it off and left to Outertale.

Hehe...

I paused at the sight in front of me, the Star sanses and a few other sanses were gathered there, most likely for a meeting seeing as they were all seated at a table. Ink was the first to spot me, immediately jumping up and yelling at everybody to attack me. I stood there, as the attacks came, and everything went slow as the thought crossed my mind, what if I made my death a final message? A spectacle for all these idiots.... I could see Ink smirking in the backround, a powerhungry, insane, smirk. He knew about the balance, he just didn't care, and that would be his downfall. I watched as the attacks came at me faster, I let them hit, screaming all the while. I clutched my head, the attacks fading away, they were checking the damage it did. I stood up, smiling through the blood covered skull, the cuts a gashes bleeding freely now. I stumbled, luaghing maniacally, I stumbled to the cliff, my negativity coming out in waves. I could hear Dream puke, falling to the ground almost as fast as I let the negativity out, I could hear Ink and Classic run to Dream to offer assistance. I chuckled, it would be over soon, and No one could stop me, I laughed loudly gaining everyone's attention again before facing them. I face twisted into something suicidal and dark, my mind chanting hysterics and pain. Then I yelled my explanation of my destruction, I yelled the truth of Ink and his non-existent soul, I yelled the truth of the bad sanses, I yelled our stories in our prospective, then I yelled my depression, my pain. Then I turned to the cliff, horrified gasps littered the small crowd behind me, and the continuous denial of the creator, well, until Dream an a few other sanses tried to CHECK him. I smiled wider, my mission was complete, so I jumped, the sanses behind me screaming in terror, they tried running or catching me, but of course I fell down anyways.
And I fell

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Until the pain of being shattered came, it hurt like nothing before, like a fire was slowly dissecting me, it B U R N T.

And Destiny didn't come to save her chosen child
She was bound by the chains that FATE bound her in.

So when Error awoke, he was in Outertale, standing among the sanses, of course they didn't see him, as he soon found out, he was a ghost.

A special ghost, though, as he was adorned with feathery white wings and a golden halo. He was utterly confused on how the heck he became a angel, as he was fairly sure he would be burning in the depths of hell.

And unknown to FATE

They could no longer take the risk of creating another Destroyer
As they had planned.

It would kill the creator
To be met with a new coding that did not belong there.

But the creator was still affected

Poor FATE was left with no choice but to send the Creator into a coma, or his code would be corrupted.

And FATE did not want that.

So the Creator fainted soon after the Destroyer died, never to wake up without the proper Destroyer returning.

Nightmares gang was watching it, they felt the power surge through the multiverse, the change affecting everyone.

Some falling
Some clutching their souls
And some crying from the knowledge that the Destroyer, their precious Destroyer, was dead.