Memories

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     It was another Genocide route. He was forced to watch his friends and brother die again and again. He held his brother's red scarf close. It was all he had left of him. 

     He was called Ge- (Error Data not found) 

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     Error awoke with a gasp. He had been having odd dreams as of late. 

"W̸̳̽̌͊̔ͥ̔͒͢â̵̹̘̩̝̰̻̲̥̪̽͗sͪ̅̄͑̌̀҉̖ ͒ͨ͐͌҉̺̖t̬̩͙̦͎̭̹̙̿̈́̈ͯ͘ḫ̷̛̤̳̥̪̳̣̰̐̊ͣ̅͋͠ą̣͐̂̿t̲͔͔̲ͣ.̬̰̻̿̇̿́ͅ.ͤ͠͏̬͔͙̯.̬̬̠̿̎ ̢̔͌͑̓͏̤̼Jͣͪ͋̂̏ͮ͏̞̖̣̘̜̘̭u̝̯͓̜̠ͦ͡s̝͔̼̻͚ͬ͗͂̈ͤṱ̢͍͉̻͔̺͙͙̈́̃̎ͭͨ ̢̬̽̾̋ͫ͋̂̾ͪ͟a͌͏̥͢ ͕͇̤̣̩̹̩ͤ̓̇ͯ̾ḏ̞̳̯͐͂͌̀͡r̵͔̐͋̓̀̆́̚͘e̬͍̹̥͕͈͉͑̔ͦͦ̾ͭa͓̙̟̳͇̹̞͆̿̐͞m̸̡͓̗̻̣̼̪̝͂̽ͥͪ̂?͍͂͊͋̚͝ ͖̬͚͙̤͍̓ͩ͐͊ͦ̾O̶͉͔̻̪̝̥̘͉̊͂̇͂̉r̙̩ͮ̎̓̉̃͝ ̶͈̳̬͕̹̿ͩ̄͐͊w̥̝̟͛͌̀͂̌̕͜ạ͇̦͇̱̮͎̒̇͞ś͊ͣ̔͏̟̱͚͉͙͖̫̹̮ ̤͍̝̆ͤ̋̂ĩ̂ͪ͏̛͎̤̭͓͎͇̘̟t̢̞̀.̙͔̬͉̞ͩ̑͂̈́̀̐̚.̸̪̫̻̺̰̰͕̗̊̓̑.̢̼̮̱͕̟͖̪̰̃ͣ̀ͫ͆͂̂͌ ̗͈̥̬̟͎͕ͣ̽̀ ̨̞̙̭̂͞" a voice trailed off. 

     Heck, it was odd for him to even sleep so he could dream in the first place. At least Blue and Nightmare wouldn't have to get on to him for not sleeping. He would argue that he didn't need sleep though. 

     He felt Ink create another AU. He should probably go back to destroying. So he did. He destroyed AUs and fought with Ink. After a while of this, he returned to the antivoid. 

     As soon as his portal closed behind him, Error found himself falling. He soon was asleep. 

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     He lived in the ruins. He could not stand that humans were killed just because they needed their SOULs to cross the barrier. They were mostly children anyway. He hated when children got hurt.

He was- (Data not found) 

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"𝔐𝔢𝔪𝔬𝔯𝔦𝔢𝔰?" a voice softly questioned as Error awoke with a gasp, only to immediately fall back asleep. 

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     He loved science. That was probably why he worked with the royal scientist. Sometimes he would forget to sleep because he was so absorbed in a project, but it was fine. ...Probably. 

     He was on the verge of proving his theory of AUs existing when- (Error; Data Not Found) 

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     Error awoke again. He was confused. He felt so lost. His SOUL felt so lost, yet, it knew at the same time. 

"𝕎𝕖/𝕐𝕠𝕦 𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕣𝕖𝕞𝕖𝕞𝕓𝕖𝕣𝕚𝕟𝕘," another voice said, just as he fell asleep again. 

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     Quick flashes of other things. He/they were forced to watch as his/their AU collapsed from they/him being torn from it. He/they felt their SOULs being pulled somewhere. They didn't understand what was happening. Soon, they felt it. 

     Something started painfully trying to push the SOULs together. When that didn't work it stopped, giving them a moment of peace. The moment didn't last long. Soon, they felt something else. It was worse, much, much, worse. 

     At first, it was tugging on their SOULs and then it became harmful pulling. Soon, their SOULs were being ripped apart, filling them with pain. By now, their bodies were dust. It stopped, only for the ripped apart SOULs to be agonizingly fit together with other SOULs causing the very SOULs to scream, like some sort of sick, twisted, puzzle. To make sure the SOUL wouldn't fall apart too easily, strings slowly stitched the pieces together. 

     Soon, a new being awoke. Their/his body glitched painfully. They/he woke in pain. Their/his first memories, would be of endless white, and pain. And soon, they/he would start destroying. They/he would start helping the balance, as the multiverse intended. Soon, the multiverse would tell them/him of the balance. 

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     Error woke. And then he/they crashed. 

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