Revival

A Job

"Hey" Mr. 404 said.

"What?" I asked slumping into my bean bag chair in Mr. 404's 'office'. Not like it really is a real office from the one he did describe to me.

I do have this unsettling feeling though. I managed to devour several dictionaries and thesaurus', both figuratively and literally. Gotta learn and snack you know.

I also have learned many words.

I glared at Mr. 404 he was observing me. He reached under his desk and pulls out a small red heart plushie. He glares at it before chucking it at my face.

The plushie sailed through the air and straight into my eye socket.

My eyes widened in shock.

"Why the Fuji did you throw it into my eyes!" I screamed.

Mr. 404 stared in silence as I panicked and threw a fit.

"You are never going to get anywhere if you act like a big baby." He said interlocking his hands together.

"What are you talking about!" My right eye twitched before the color flickered out then I was semi-blind in one eye.

My fingers couldn't find the plush but instead scratched the rims of my eye sockets. Mr. 404 gripped my hand and yanked it from my eye sockets. Then he let one of his strings go into my eye socket and pull out the plush heart. I gasped in slight relief and let out a long breath out. As much as I was relieved to say the least. My sight gotten 98% worse.

I pulled out my glasses and put them on.

"Mr. 404? Why did you bring me here to get a job?" I asked.

"You're a got kid really, but I don't think you are good enough to have it now that I see you up close. You're just a bratty kid." Mr. 404 says shrugging his shoulders and begins to open a screen in front of him and analyzed it before closing it and staring at me.

I pouted at him. Strangely, he made me want the job. Regardless of not knowing it. I wanted to know why I couldn't have it. Then I could turn him down or accept depending on how cool it seems.

"Although, you do have potential, lot's of potential." He muttered to himself. I could hear him but I didn't let it slip. "Hey kid how do you feel about me training you to assist me with destroying." He asked with a sly smirk.

I shook my head excitedly. Destroying? That sounded like fun.

"Well then training starts today."

I was fitted into a loose fitting outfit my curvy four year old body covered from neck to toe. Other than what it would seem like the material was soft cool, and light.

To begin we will start with a basic test to see your agility, flexibility and ability.

I was forced to jog for miles without stopping and forced to perform Training courses till I reached the end never allowed to slow down or I would have to start again. Then the worst part was the stretching. I will never get over the feeling of cramping in my abdominal area.

My face made friends with the floor and I was stuck in a middle split. I was sore and my arms were tired and the soft clothes were murdered with sweat. My body was dripping and my breathing was shallow and ragged. You could say I was drowning in my liquids.

"You're done for the day with exercising now that I know what happens past your limit you can practice by learning how to increase your limit. For now it's study time. I'm going to mold you into a god tonight." He said.

"You worry me." I say blandly as he assisted me to my feet. Tears were still falling from my eyes.

"Ha, ha, yes I worry myself too." He said. "Come on let's get you to the nearest shower."

He herded me like a little lamb. I was easily gullible maybe I should have read the paper better.

After I was cleaned up Mr. 404 said something that rattled my bones and sent a chill down my spine.

"Are you in?" He asked. I stared at him confused why he would ask such a question. "I want you to join me Miss Error. Just sign with a magic seal."

"And how would I do that?" I asked.

"Through your blood on the paper. It forms a pact agreement that you will be loyal to me forever. A destroyer you shall be. You won't be like the rest of the people that work for this secret society. Your job is specifically applicable with the world you will work in. Since you are immortal you should have no problems with this."

"Of course the training will have to continue longer and you aren't allowed to live outside of the anti-void, but you will be ensuring that the fatal codes don't spread throughout the multiverse."

"And I do that how?" I questioned interlocking my arms.

"By destroying the code and the universe. The codes only spread to universe copies. The main universe can only be infected by the infected copies of it's own. The more copies the more the erasure code will attack to limit the amount of universes in an entire multiversal slide. You'd be a hero."

"I so want to help. Sign me up!" I shout.

Although no one told me that to be the hero I would be playing the villain.

"My blood fell from the freshly cut slice on my phalanges onto the paper. The magic swirled and dried in a black color and flecks of different colors."

"Now that you are a member here are the rules. You must never tell anyone about what we do. We must act as if we don't know each other and you also must say you are male so that other monsters don't get any ideas to stop you from doing your job. You are also not allowed to fall in love with the outsiders. They don't know anything and it must stay that way." He nodded over to the portal he opened to my void and waved good bye.

I sat down I didn't feel different I checked myself. I had developed a scar on the bottom of my tail. The symbol was a circle with strange lettering around the outside.

My time was spent sleeping and studying and training. The reason I was made to stay was because time doesn't move smoothly around living beings. But since I can exist in here it prevents me from aging and allows me to create a barrier from the people who are spreading the malicious code I can rip the codes hold on me from here.

I have to hunt these people who are moving and spreading the code faster. Core Frisk, Gaster and other highly known outcodes.

My job was to start off small as to not disturb the universes creator.