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TECHNICAL ISSUE, PLEASE READ: THE FIRST CHAPTER IS NOT THE ACTUAL FIRST CHAPTER. A glitch has scrambled the order of the chapters; I don't know if it's problem for everyone or just a mobile issue, but in any case they are numbered, so check the title to be sure you're reading in the correct order. Once, a Multiverse was born. Soon after its Creator made it, They realized it was chaotic and fragile: it needed Balance. It needed Guardians. Bonded pairs of soulmates, who would help and complement each other; the Creators decided to allow the Multiverse to regulate itself, to be independent, so They let Guardians form with minimal imput from Them and let soulmates meet each other naturally. They then sat and waited. And sure, maybe They wanted some meetings to go a certain way, and maybe They interfered a bit to make it happen, but that's what being a Creator it's all about! The passion! The drama! The parallels! When Creation and Destruction would meet, it was going to be amazing! or Error was minding his own business, living it up in the Antivoid, when suddenly he got an infestation of the worst kind: abominations! To get rid of all of the anomalies inside his house, our (unwilling) hero will have to travel across the Multiverse on a quest, accompanied by an unlikely sidekick. His journey will be long and perilous (and annoying), filled with danger, friendship, betrayal, books, crocheting, and even true love! Also gay panic. Some gay panic. Alright, this is my first fic, please be nice! There is going to be swearing, and some violence (not really graphic, at least I don't think so). Enjoy, read and review!

The right thing to do: everyone has their definition of right and wrong. Should you always follow your morals? Or is sometimes the right thing to do to abandon them, to sacrifice them for the sake of everyone else's safety? Error, Nightmare and the Gang know no MERCY. No matter how many times they're defeated, they never stop hurting people. Will the Stars keep following their morals? Or have HoPe, MERCY and the Pacifist way become obsolete?

Everyone knows the Star Sanses: they're the Guardians of the Multiverse, and protect it from Nightmare and his minions, who only want to spread chaos and destruction. They're kind, strong, brave, the good guys! How can you not love them? You can't. They deserve the world. They're perfect and selfless and precious, and must be protected at any (and I do mean ANY) cost. Not that they couldn't protect themselves, of course! It's just, the Multiverse doesn't give them the appreciation and respect they deserve, not really. But Nightmare, Error, Horror, Killer, Dust, Cross... they know how much Dream, Ink and Blue are worth. And they'll keep them safe. Forever. The credit of this story partially belongs to Stargazer_Aldroth, who created a prompt on AO3 and helped me flesh out the story before I started writing. If you're interested, you can check out the comment chain where we discuss ideas for this oneshot and eventual follow-up (for now this story is marked as complete, but I could write other chapters, who knows?) on AO3 from author Stargazer_Nebula "Undertale Writing prompts" (it's the chapter with this same title)