Eh, it person reincarnates with the power of error 404 and goes to fate grand order. You expected good shit... I don't believe I can do that. Second Book and not main one... for now. I own nothing except my character. This story will be somewhat serious with funny light heart moments.

After Flowey's last reset and the 6 Human Souls were captured, Sans and unknowningly the rest of monsters could rest easy. However, a few months before the vessel of the player arrived in Undertale sans woke up to a ping sound and Discovered something weird.

{<<<<-__ONE SHOTS__->>>>} Stories of FGOD Error on different universes and Multiverse. Most of my story ideas consists of FGOD Error, and most of it is not related to my big story. So, to make myself happy. I'm making this book that is strictly for ideas that pops up into my mind, nothing too serious.

In a multiverse teetering on the brink of chaos, Error and Ink, two gods turned bitter enemies, must rewrite their destinies. Forced into roles they never chose, they'll discover an unexpected connection that transcends dimensions, reshaping their world and igniting a love that defies the boundaries of existence itself.

Something changed. It was Error who was supposed to be killed when the Butterfly666 form ran out, but it didn't happen. Instead, it was Error 404. He was dying, and the Mainframe couldn't allow it to happen. It needed to send him somewhere safe to recover. So it searched, and alas, it found something called "the Nasuverse." A place littered with lower dimensions. Perfect for Error 404 to recover. So yeah, now he's there. But now he's wondering what the hell he can do now that he can't really get out of the Nasuverse without the Mainframe letting him. And why the hell is he a servant?

Sans knows a lot about secrets; he hides many. But when old burdens emerge from the darkness, secrets, new and old, put his brother in danger; and what else can a good big-bro do but begin a double life? This decision haunts him, even years after his suit of armor is stocked away and hidden, after his quaint life of depression, puns and resets are set to loop forever, and his part in the war is forgotten... But then, the barrier is broken. And it is quickly realized that this is not the end, but a beginning of something new. Something that feels like dust, blood, and a suit of armor; an old lie to slip into once more. (Currently being completely overhauled! Anything without a chapter title (ex.: chapter 4, chapter 5, etc.) is old and will be re-written!)

The first chapter will speak about update times and stuff, and this is a book I am currently working on the rewrite for but will not be published until after I come back from Georgia (June 25th, or sometime around then).

(This is a prequel of Abyss Sans' story, focusing on Ink Sans' POV, before Ink had met Abyss himself.) "You heroes claimed that you fight for justice, and that you fight to do what is right in the end, because you claim yourselves to be awesome and unrivaled, as well as the only heroes that this Remnant needs. And yet...here you are, treating me like trash, always agonizing and abusing me for your fun, acting sadistic like the villains you fight. It has become a pleasure at hurting me, as well as the fact that you lie with stories to gain the trust of civilians. And yet...I wasn't any better. In my moment to prove to myself that I am good, there was a selfless prayer that I made to show everyone the light, and it revealed the truth harshly...by getting countless amount of civilians killed. I may have shamed you false heroes, you liars...but I have also shamed myself, because of this prayer that I had made, which made the normal people suffer for this prayer that I alone made. I will no longer fail the civilians anymore, as well as the worlds beyond this Remnant. I will play my role correctly. I maybe soulless, and my emotions may be artificial...but it will not stop me from doing what I should do. But I...I will not do this alone. I am afraid to be alone. I cannot do this alone, can never do this solo. I will have other people with me to help me in this. People that are genuinely heroic and honest in nature, and people that don't care about fame. For I...Ink, and the creators that I work for, we will stop at nothing to make sure that everyone is protected by all of us. And we will stop at nothing no matter what. My old home may be blank and forever lost...but the new one that I live in...it will not be lost. And more importantly, it will not be forgotten. Because I will be the one to forever remember everything that had existed." ...Ink.

Someone dies and is reborn as their OC into their mini Multiverse they made, 1 problem. Things aren't following the script. Yes Ink and Reaper were supposed to be their siblings however they were supposed to be Ink's twin, not younger sibling. Ink also wasn't supposed to dump them somewhere in a copy of X-Tale that didn't have Cross. They also weren't supposed to be part of any Balances. What went wrong and how will the handle everything?

I got another shot at and I thought I'll be fine and live a peaceful one but nope that dream was crushed when accidentally blow up a planet now I'm fighting the garden and creator of au's while avoiding a deity that somehow fell in love with me.