Creation Begins with an I, Destruction Begins with an E (Undertale Errink Book)

Perfectly Ordinary Library

"Woah."

The 'library' turned out to be a literal library.

But the windows were smashed, thick dust decorated every surface, spiders of various sizes scuttled up the walls, and in places a dark brown substance (that looked suspiciously like dried blood) coated the walls and floors. The whole atmosphere made Error feel very uneasy.

"This must have been here for hundreds of years." Glitch stated, wondering around, staring in awe.

"I don't like this," Error muttered, following him.

Glitch approached a bookshelf, picking up a random book and coughing on the dust that formed a cloud in the air upon opening the leather book. "It's in another language."

"What language?" Error walked over, glancing over Glitch's shoulder at the book.

"Norwegian, I think."

Error raised his eyebrows. He picked up a book too, flipping it open away from himself to avoid inhaling the dust that would inevitably rain down from it. "Christ, this one's Russian. Is anything around here in a language we can understand?"

Several books later, they'd found no English writing.

"What exactly are we looking for?"

"Something that should be labelled 'Divinity Test' or something like that."

"What?"

"Just look for it."

Glitch started to look through the shelves on the left side, so Error took the right. The room was so large that Error felt that looking like this would be useless, but decided not to say that. Instead, he said, "Literally everything here is foreign. What if what we're looking for is too?"

"Then we'll translate it."

"Well, how will we even know if we've found it?"

"We just will."

"Maybe YOU will..."

The pair were silent once more as they continued their search. Error, however, was more preoccupied with creating a mental list of things he'd rather be doing. One that kept popping up was 'sleeping'. He pulled another file from the shelves and opened, despite expecting it to be something he wouldn't understand. 

"Oh. This is Spanish." 

Glitch looked up and made his way over, taking it off Error. "So... I don't actually speak Spanish." He said sheepishly.

Error sighed, snatching it back. "That's why you want me here, isn't it?"

"It's not the only reason!"

"Well unfortunately I only speak two languages, so you're gonna have to find more people if you wanna translate something that isn't Spanish."

"I speak Greek and Latin."

"What the fuck? I've found a shit ton of Greek and Latin crap!" Error's jaw fell open. "You could have mentioned it sooner!"

"Alright, sorry! I forgot to mention it!"

"How?!"

Glitch shrugged. "Just throw anything Greek or Latin my way, okay? Oh, and I speak German."

"How the hell do you speak four languages?!"

"I don't know, practise?"

"Right." Error exhaled shakily and sank down to the floor as Glitch walked away. "Idiot." He whispered. Getting angry wasn't exactly helping his hungover state; he felt shaky and his headache had worsened, making him feel nauseous. He took a few deep breaths before flicking through the Spanish book he was holding. It was written like a diary, and was from the point of view of a Goddess. After about ten minutes of reading, Error learned that her name was Florencia, and she seemed to be the Goddess of Life. Error totally forgot what he was even supposed to be doing, just flicking through the pages of the diary. He didn't completely understand, she used Spanish words that he didn't know. He'd only studied modern Spanish, so the text felt a bit out of his depth.