{HIATUS} The Bad, the Good, the Broken

The Keeper 1

Descrip-

Error finds himself in a bitty AU while injured and he passes out, that worlds ink saves him, eventually he gets wrapped up in everything and before he knows it he owns a Naga, then he gets another one and another, eventually Ink makes a Job proposal and Error takes it,

Making him the Keeper of The Naga Lamia Sanctuary called "MultiScales"

where people can adopt Bitty Lamias and even drop off unwanted Nagas or Lamias,

now Error gets a problem

people begin to eventually notice several years later how Error destroys less and has been disappearing a lot lately

some shrug it off, while others find it suspicious

now Error has to worry about his second life, the balance, and his new stalkers that want to peek into his secret one

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everything was as it should have been

Error was fighting Ink, Dream and Blue in order to save or destroy another world, not that they had a chance anymore

everyone in the AU was far gone now and the red SOUL now rested with the thousands if not billions of other SOULs in the anti-void

everything was as it should be, yet why was it becoming harder to fight?

his body was practically giving out, his bones ached and he could even hear a few snaps as soon as one got a hit on him!

the pain was unpleasant but he resisted the urge to show them his weakness

he wouldn't last long, and if he risked it even more than he had just to select the coding then he would probably be crippled for a bit-

a not so good thing, especially when ink was still very much up and active

so, before everything got to dangerous he opened a portal, swinging his strings down onto the positive guardian as he immediately turned and ran for it, but as soon as he leaped he felt the ever so loving pain of something large and wooden knocking him harshly at the back of the head, no doubt it caved in a few pieces

Error growled lowly, trying to steady himself with the help of a tree for support but all the adrenaline that was keeping him together during that battle was now out the window, and his entire body was heavy,exhausted, and very much in vulnerable position at this point

the now ever constant pounding in the skull, especially where he had been hit didn't help at all, his eyes were becoming heavy, and he didn't think he would be able to use his magic especially with it being forcefully focused on his injuries

a long sigh escaped, his body sliding down to the grass, it was so nice and cool unlike the warm blood that was burning

"a little nap wouldn't hurt.... right...?"

and before he knew it, he was out like a light

when his conscience was gained back be could not help the ever slow numbness that washes over him like a title wave

his body was all stiff and felt as if he was stuffed with a bunch of cotton