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Quotes and facts every teen can relate to! They'll make you laugh, make you cry or in my case, blow your mind because of how many things you do that you never notice!

(This is the rewrite/newer version of 'Healing What Has Been Broken'. I do not own Undertale, the characters, or the cover - they belong to their respectful owners and JuneTheTrickster made the art based off of my new design for Erratum. I only own my versions of the characters, OC's, and this story.) Error, the Forced God of Destruction and Destroyer of Universes, formed by Fate and left to be the Multiverse's scapegoat. Ink, God of Creation and Creator of the Multiverse, created by Fate and the most loved out of the Multiverse. Yin and Yang, two sides of the Multiverse's balance. Without creation, the Multiverse would be empty. Without destruction, the Multiverse would become overcrowded and destroy itself. Neither side inherently good or bad, both sides that should work together to stabilize the Multiverse. Should. Yet, Error was so tired. Tired of the pain, the hurt, the betrayal, the endless cycle that seemed to go on forever. Where he was the villain, the insane Monster with no feelings, wants, needs or desires and Ink was the hero, the one that everyone looked up to and loved for 'protecting' them. Fate would not allow him to die. Forcing him into playing a role that he has grown tired of and hate. But, one day, Error had been able to take his fate and change it - making it into his destiny. Landing in this new Multiverse, the impossible became possible. Too bad his own Multiverse found him and wanted to ruin it all for him. Yet, this new Multiverse wouldn't give up Error without causing and fighting a war for him. Much to Error's shock. There was a reason Destiny chose this Multiverse for Error to land into. Healing might take some time, Fate might still be a issue, and it might be different from any other Multiverse, but it is more than willing to fight for one of their's. Error's old Multiverse is in for a ride once they find him, because this new Multiverse is more than a little blood hungry. Unstable Multiverse, meet Warverse.

Told from almost entirely from Patrick's perspective, you will see the joy, sadness, grief, and love he went through. From years 9 to 20 he suffered from Necrosis' invasion and his emotions were ignored throughout most of it. Bulling, harassment, abuse, death, heartbreak... How did he make it through it all?

My weapon slips from my loose grip, clattering on the ground as I allow myself to take a breath before turning to Jen. She looks up at me weakly, a whimper breaking past her blood-filled mouth, struggling to say something. I crouched down next to her, quickly applying pressure to the wound on her gut. She flinches, convulsing, then coughs up more blood. I shake my head, knowing is impossible for me to save her, but I try anyway. "C-Come on J-Jen, stay with me." She trembles violently, but the tiniest smile creeps onto her face. "Th... That's sweet P-Pat...b...but it's just... a dream... remember?" She starts to close our eyes, seeming to accept death. "N-No... No no no! Don't you dare!" My shouting causes Jen to look up at me again. I start to shake, tears lining my eyes. I can't take this. I just can't. "I can't watch you die... not again..." She stares at me for a moment, about to speak when something behind me catches her attention. A familiar shadow looms over me, and I look up just in time to see two gleaming red eyes, with black, dragon-like pupils. "You won't have to." He chuckles, slitting my throat before I can scream. Warning for slight gore, depression, and violence.

I thing because I have so many characters it's so hard to keep track of. I can do challenges and answer questions on this as well. This might have SPOILERS so proceed with caution.