The Artist, the Glitch, and the Multiverse

Prologue

Quick A/N: I am aware that this backstory isn't actually Error's. It's my own made up one made to fit this story. I'm not particularly good at writing backstories but, welp, I tried.

Error's P.O.V.

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For those of you who don't know who I am, I'm Error.

I know. I hate my name too.

Oh, you want to get to know me?

Haha...no you don't.

You see, I'm this thing called an outcode. Those characters don't belong to any AU, or Alternate Universe. They either managed to escape their AU by accident, by fate, or they glitched.

I'm the only glitch out there.

My AU was normal, just like any other. I had a Papyrus, I had a Frisk, anything in the basic Undertale story. But, one day, the balance of the Multiverse became unstable, and my AU was completely erased. It crashed. It was gone.

And it wasn't just mine. About a hundred AUs were lost that day. And thousands of monsters erased along with them. And out of those thousands and thousands of monsters, I was the only one who escaped.

That wasn't supposed to happen. I was supposed to be erased, too.

But I wasn't.

I almost gave up after the crash. I was left in a blank, white place, devoid of any color. This, I would later learn, was called the Anti-Void. The only thing present in the Anti-Void is the crushing silence. Sometimes I was certain I had gone deaf. Or I was just dreaming. But in reality, I was going completely insane.

Eventually, I started to glitch. With no AU, I had no purpose, so my code started to go all wacky. A good example of this is the blue lines under my eyes. Whenever I cried (which was a lot, back then), wether from stress or loneliness or the sheer unfairness of it all, my tears would glitch onto my face, leaving blue marks. Which only caused me to become even more frustrated and sad. So I cried more.

But I'm past that now.

Eventually, fate smiled down upon me. I was given the ability to teleport and use my blue strings. I started to roam the AUs. I discovered the Files...and the balance. The balance that keeps the Multiverse together. The balance that keeps the entire web of AUs and timelines from being completely erased, like mine.

I started destroying AUs to keep that balance. If I could destroy the unnecessary ones, I could keep everything working. I could stop the crashing. After all of the torture, loneliness, and endless screams in the Anti-Void, I was sadistically happy to have found a purpose. Even if it was hurting innocent monsters.

Then Ink came.

He was enraged at my destroying, and decided he would do anything to protect the AUs. Often, But he knew nothing of the balance, and he still doesn't. If there are too many AUs or timelines, they'll glitch. And then the whole Multiverse is at risk. But I'll spare myself the pain of getting him to believe me. He's too stubborn. I'll kill him eventually, even if he has no soul.

That's my past, but I don't like to look back at it too much. I've always liked the future better.

So, let's get into the story, shall we?