Revival

In Your Eyes

  I find myself in the water again a creature pushing to the surface to a button that looks like frisk's however, it is silver and black in color and glowing white in some places.
  My hand finds the button before I can read it.
  The world around me in the moment comes back to focus. I have been battling Reaper this entire time not paying attention. Perhaps I am better than I thought.
  If the blade touches me it won't be good. But I have to get back at 404. Dying won't do me any justice. Fooling a child just to kill them. He'd be lucky if he ever escapes my wrath.
  "Death, stop. What ever you want you can't get from me. You can keep trying. It would just be all the more funny to me." I giggle clasping my left hand over the left side of my face covering the eye.
  I smile gracefully and stride over to him not even flinching at his scythe slashing at my broken body. Mindless revenge can make you do... Terrifying things you never thought you could do.

  My hand grips the front of his cloak and pull him close to my face.
  "Now be a good boy and don't try this again." I say with a ironically cute tone. Letting him drop to the floor after I felt ready to let him go after he passed out.
  A god no match for me. Who am I? What am I? I am obviously different from every other sans. I don't know where I came from, but all of this code no matter where I go in this multiverse makes me feel as if I don't belong. I hope that my goal will be achieved soon. I wish I didn't have to do such to you. I am sorry.

  EP'

"They aren't doing anything much. We should stop her Eau. We can't follow any closer. They will sense us. Not even Dad wanted us to be noticed until the time is right." I say.

  "I hope you are right. But the time will come when they get too powerful. Are you sure you want to go through with this?" Eau asks curiously.

  "I have no choice."

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  "It has been several thousand eons since my arrival into the life of a assassin. I kill for my own purpose, for money and to show those to fear me for they can never know who I will target next."

  I have stalked these lands. No one really knows my face and I am in a Desert AU in a desert scarf and a thick silk veil over my face.
  The monsters around here are nice. Not many to count after several glitched genocides happened in the area. The glitch in time wiping out people who have been killed in the last time. It's rather sad.
  The sans is gone Papyrus managed to stay alive. Frisk died of a stroke at 31, approximately 73 years ago.
  The AU hasn't been updated in a long time. Buildings crumbling in on themselves isn't helping them either.
  Why didn't Ink fix them?
  Please tell me why?
  "Hello Error, you seem to not be destroying." A similarly echoing voice says beside me. My horror gathers as a recollection of the voice that I still remember that haunts my nightmares is the voice of another demon. Effie... What did I do?
  I tear up and look to who was talking.
  It is just Core Frisk. That jerk. She should know to leave me alone.
  "Hello Error. I was just passing by and I thought I heard your voice." She says.
  "I have no time for you. Just leave." I tell her shooing her away.
  "You can feel sympathy?" She asks looking at me blankly.
  "I don't care about any of your buck snow nonsense of warning me. I will follow.my own path and craft my own destiny." I tell her standing up.
  "You aren't a Frisk, Error." She tells me.
  "Who cares if I am not?" I say opening a portal and leaving to the anti-void.
  Stupid Frisk that can 'see everything.' Oh Error don't do this, don't do that.  Bad things will happen if you do this. Mad fricking annoying shiz I have to deal with every flippin day!
  Virgo and Mistake were sleeping in their pots soft and sound as I spun cloth into existence.
  "Oh I hate her ssssSooOoo much." I hiss glitching uncontrollably.
  I finish up the fabric and tie in the magic to finish it.
  I take to fabric and start to make a new puppet that looks like 404.

  Finishing the details, the puppet could almost be the real one.
  I place my hands together and whisper a blessing over it and let the personality of 404 into the soul locket inside of the doll.
  I could figure out what is happening in specific AU's if I am close enough to the puppet's really life counterpart.
  Let's say for instance Outer. Outer is my only best friend. So his doll would become a key to his heart and a second soul holding data of every sans just incase if the world breaks freezes or just stops working.
  He wouldn't die, but only as long as I ensure he doesn't.
  So they are extra souls for the original Universes.

  Should I go check on Outer? Yeah, I think I should.

  "Hey Outer. Outer?" He wasn't by the ledge. I guess I must wait to see him.

  "Error!" Outer screams jumping to my side and pulling me into a hug rolling around with me in his grasp.
  "Yes Outer?" I ask blushing hoping that I can keep myself from crashing so he can maintain contact with me.
  "I missed you." He coos OwO stroking the back of my head.
  This is quite nice.
  I snuggle into his embrace on his bony lap. The sky twinkles like a thousand gems and jewels.
  Everything spelling out too many red flags.
  I look over to Outer's face. He is so happy?
  "Are you happy Outer?" I ask him placing my head into the crook of his neck.
  "Why wouldn't I be? Nothing bad happened." He tells me pulling me in closer and smiling at the stars.
  Our eyes met our breaths converging together him and I. We are alone here. It is quiet and a delicate practice.
  Outer brings his nose bone to mine.
  What is love? But is it not a second hand emotion. I don't know how to feel.
  "I don't know what to feel like." I tell him letting me hold him tighter.
"Then you can learn." He tells me softly.
  We go in closer
  Then. We stop, mouths centimeters away from each other's.

  "Aishite." He tells me moving is mouth to the side of my head.

  I blush at his choice of words, but don't question them.
  Our mouths stay centimeters apart until he leans forwards towards my face.

  Our mouths almost meet each other's. Just a bit more.
  Then his lower body tremors as if he was hit. His head falls back and his mouth gapes open.

  In his back there was a large white bone...

This bone wasn't just any old bone...

  It belongs to 404.
  Outer's body begins to dust and wither away. Desperate to save my friend I collected the dust and bring it back to the anti-void with me.
  I can't believe this. He took away more of all I had.
  I have nothing thanks to him.

  I place Outer's dust on the floor of the Anti-void.
  The only thing I knew how to do was cry.