Einsamheim. A forsaken isle adrift beyond Kanto's shores, strangled by mist and haunted by powers older than memory. No trainer dares trespass, yet Garnet, a carefree Cinderace, and Jasper, an anxious Meowscarada, are pulled into its depths by their master, hellbent on solving the mystery. Such is the lot of a Pokémon: to wrest meaning from a life never wholly your own and make the best out of the worst situation. Ahead on this doomed expedition waits only grief, ruin, and failure. But within that gaping abyss, they may discover themselves and find new purpose... Or vanish, as countless others before. ⚠️Content Warning: Graphic Depictions of Violence⚠️ ⚠️The story touches upon a variety of heavy topics such as grief and trauma⚠️ I do not own Pokémon or any related content, this novel falls under Fair Use.

Error, a God of destruction. Always having to do what was necessary to keep everything in check. Though, not everyone seemed to agree on his doings and decided to place an end to it. But, when they did, Error didn't stay down.

Error and Nightmare have crossed paths after a battle that could have ended Errors life. Nightmare brought Error into the gang, and their life will never be the same with the new threats and feelings that face them. Especially after the main antagonist - Error Gaster - Finds Errors whereabouts and plans to ruin all their lives.

Three gods long forgotten by almost everyone in the world. The oldest of the bunch could remember one of a shining star at night, The second oldest remembers one of the "calm" moon at night, and the youngest of them three has a smile that reminds someone of the sun. Join the on the journal in the human world after decades of being gone. I do not own One Piece or any of the pictures I will use in this story

Nightmare was sorting through his desk, throwing out stuff he no longer needed when a twenty year old file, dusty from not being handled awhile catches his attention. The file fills him with nostalgic sadness. This file was from before he found the boys, his old best friend. Unfortunate circumstances separated them, but perhaps... it is time to bring him back.

(The Bad Sanses act more or less like a group of misjudged people trying to help balance out their multiverse in this book :3) *no description available yet*

"A copy of a universe can only have so many timelines start and end before eventually breaking down and losing its purpose."~Error Sans Error is the Destructor of Worlds, feared by most and respected by naught but one. He had been immortal enemies with the Creator of Worlds, Ink, since the beginning of the multiverse. He had long since accepted his job as a destroyer and understood his vital purpose in the system of the multiverse, but when he visits a mysteriously abandoned AU for the second time, something about it makes him feel....off. When a sudden implosion of an AU wrecks havoc and almost destroys the entire Multiverse, he is forced to find out the cause of this chaos...and how it all seems to tie back to the very same AU that was filled with ash and misery. He never fully understood why he himself had been made to be the Destructor of Worlds, but the secrets inside the world "Ashentale" may help him discover that there might have been a Multiverse before his Multiverse existed. I mean, I guess this could be considered fgod Error? You'll just have to read more to find out, idk-

[Cover belongs to me] Error is the (forced) god of destruction, Ink is the god of creation. Both are needed to keep the balance, but while one is loved the other is hated. Ink together with the judges elaborated a plan to finally stop Error. A deadly trap. Impossible to escape even for the feared destroyer. But someone is not following the plan. Things get out of control. Error gets out of control. Although things don't go exactly as planed, and the results are more chaotic than they should. It still worked. Error was finally gone. Lost into the VOID, scattering across time and space. But someone had their eyes on the broken destroyer for a long time, and they were waiting for this moment. Now they can finally act. And take care of their chosen child. ... Error woke up at the sound of his own crying. What? What's this sound? Why can't he speak? Wait, where is he? Why can't he get up? ...Uh? Why is he... so small? ...what happened to him? _________________________________ - Error!Sans is a variant of the character Sans from the game Undertale. Error!Sans was created by LoverofPiggies aka CrayonQueen - This story is inspired by 'Healing what has been broken' by harrish6. Although it happens in a different way, Error will still fall into the VOID. But instead of just falling into a different Multiverse something else happens. - fgod Error concept belongs to @harrish6 - Undertale belongs to Toby Fox Mar 10, 2020

[Yandere!Underverse x F!Reader] [Being rewritten, slow updates] What does the fate of the Multiverse have to do with you? In your past life, you experienced nothing but irony and a cold black drop, so why is it then when you're taken away everything suddenly revolves around you? You never wanted this, after being kidnapped by a glitched out monster, you expected a tranquil life until you died and he tossed you out. But now? Now you've got to learn how to fight, and not for others or the Multiverse. You've got to fight for yourself. Friends that you thought were safe are no longer, and you, the predator, has easily become prey. And you don't want that life anymore.

(Cover was drawn by me!) The rain had felt so surreal to Classic as he laid among the field. Thick grey clouds rolled past as thunder rumbled in the horizon. Trees swayed as the breeze kicked up the loose leaves and carried them away. Everything felt so unreal as he looked to the surface world. He had finally made it, or so he had thought. One moment there was a peace of mind. The next they were captured by unknown origins. Sent to a facility, they only had each other. At least until they meet some of the other inhabitants. Monsters like themselves. With growing friendships, will both sides be capable in achieving future goals. One group wants to return home. The other wishes for freedom. Maybe their arrival to the new world was not a mistake. Just maybe they were capable of aiding their new found friends.