Thing is, he never care if he had to destroy or not. He used to love it, the feeling that come with see entire universes crumble under his hand was great, it was the thing he was born to do. But that was back on his multiverse, on his home. This place was no his home, this childish and selfish Creator wasn't the one he had loved so much, this creator never stopped and never care for how much universes he was making and had the audacity to call him a "villain" just for doing was born to do! Left to say, he wasn't gonna just accept this and spend the rest of his life on this place, he was gonna find a way to go back or die in the process. He didn't planned to bring no one else with him thought.

ONE-SHOTS Here, here! Come here, read some little Error-Centric drabbles. The random little ideas that pops out into mind, indulging in my hyperfixation. Have fun and enjoy your fill!

Uh, Undertale AU "Oneshots" book (obviously xd) Why are there quotes around the word Oneshots, you may or may not ask? It's because not only is that title very temporary but also because from what I've seen from attempting to write is that the "One"shots I write usually have several parts and are better described as short stories and such, but I'm tryna sort out all the title stuff okay? -This is mostly FGoD Error (credit to harrish6!) because I have an unhealthy obsession with writing stoof for dat. *cough cough* -No lemon or smut because yes -Uhhhh.... -I do take requests but they need a clear baseline (I have an A/N thingy for dat) -... -Yeah that's it Enjoy(?)! -REEEEEEEEE

I finally had everything figured out in my life. I'm a normal human. I went to highschool, made friends, explored options for the future. Then, out of nowhere, guess what happens? I fall into a coma and die! What's more, I leave my family, my friends, and pretty much everything else I knew behind. When I wake up, I'm alive, but just my luck, I've been chosen for something sinister.... *So, here we are. I've been working on this for quite awhile. I had so much inspiration for this story, it felt like I had drunk twenty Rockstar Energies, fifteen Mountain Dews, two liters of raspberry iced tea, a couple of dark roast coffee, and six or seven cans of Kickstart. Hope you guys enjoy, cuz dis gonna be a wild ride!* -Inspired by Harrish6 Healing What Has Been Broken-

In some of the countries, there's a cruel secret that the government had been hiding between themselves and their subsidy mental hospitals. They gather mental patients who have no support or stable family in their separate self-payed mental hospitals with a promise of "Paying for their health care and making sure they are treated" but after some time, if it was fail they would sell the patients as slaves or anything else to rich people just for the money Error was a schizophrenic patient. He thought that everything he saw was just an illusion or imagination And guess what happens?

Ink wasn't one to be held up by emotions, despite what others think. He didn't have a soul, he went through his daily life with his vials. Until he met Error, at first when they fought Ink just wanted to get rid of this nuisance, but Error made Ink feel something. Something real, not authentic. So he wants Error, there is no substitute for how Error makes him feel. Although someone in the dark might also have their eyes on Error, the god of Negativity. Error has a bad feeling something is going to happen he won't like, but he doesn't know what. ·Error Forced God of Destruction made by @Harrish6

Cross has had it. There is only one place left for him to go and he just HAS to find it. Escaping an abusive father, he seeks the Circus. A spectacle of performers and animals. But once he's there, things aren't as they seem. Ships: Crossmare Errink Kreme Horrorlust Afterdeath Dustberry WARNING: SAD

It started with a collapse. It ended with death. *** WARNING: MIGHT CONTAIN SCENES THAT TUG YOUR HEART, LANGUAGE AND OTHER THINGS. READER DISCRETION IS ADVISED.

There was a rumored cult that has been given offerings to a demon to not unleash hell on their town for many years, all of them so far have either made the Demon either angry or annoyed. But this year, a young kid, who has been so terribly treated by all but family gave the only thing they have besides their clothes, a scarf gifted by his mother, and a pillow that's always been his comfort item since forever. Ever since Error has given his precious items as an offering to the eldritch abomination, his life has gradually began to change, for the better or for the worse, Error couldn't tell. All he cares about, is that he's gained a Guardian. Guaranteed, he looks like a goopy tar stained Cthulu, but he was happy anyways, for they were a nice Guardian despite their looks! Don't judge a cover too quickly after all.