Gone. In a single moment, in the blink of an eye, everything you have ever known or cared for is eradicated. Hopes and dreams, traditions and stories that date back centuries have been erased without thought or care. Nothing matters and no one will ever live again to pass on the memories and stories of what was lost. Except you. You are the anomaly, the glitch that survived when all else could not. When your universe was destroyed, you found yourself stranded, alone, afraid in a white world without end. But there's little time to rest when you discover that your universe was merely a grain of sand on a much bigger ocean. Whole other worlds thrive in different plains of existence, and they're all going to war. In a desperate power-struggle for the upper hand, you find yourself an unlikely ally. The future seems certain, chaos will win and the universe will be plunged forever into violence and bloodshed. And it will take a lot more than a miracle to win.

Even though Y/N and Sanemi Shinazugawa had broken up, fate finds several ways to throw you two together. Maybe there's just no use fighting against it. Sanemi Shinazugawa x Female Reader Cover edited by me. Photo credits: https://www.zerochan.net/2672553

For the Crossmare anniversary uwu This is a hunger games Undertale crossover because I'm starting to run out of original ideas. --- "I-I dreamed it was m-me... M-My name was p-pulled out." "I know, I know..." He whispered, pressing the smaller's face into his chest. "But it's not real. Your name will only be in there once, they're not going to pick you." "B-But if th-they d--" "They won't Chara, they won't." He closed his eyes, gently rocking his brother in his arms. He could remember having horrible nightmares the day before the Reaping. It happened to everyone. Fear could do just about anything to someone."It won't be you, I promise." "You can't promise s-something like that..." He mumbled weakly. "Watch me." He smiled softly, pressing a kiss against Chara's forehead. The smaller tried to return the smile, but couldn't. "A-And what if you're the one picked?" Cross shook his head softly, rubbing his back. "I wont be Chara, I won't be." "Promise?" He whispered, looking up at him with watering eyes. He nodded, gently wiping the tears away with his thumbs. "I promise it won't be either of us, okay?" "You never break a promise..." "Exactly." --- uwu Cover Credit: Pea_Neko on Pintrest

[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

"C'mon," The octopus whined, his permanent grin wide. "You know you want me." "Go away, Nightmare." Cross grumbled, glaring through his roommate. "I'm not gonna date a fellow crazy person. Not now." "Yeah, yeah." Nightmare waves off, smirking. "How long will it take you to realize- This is my asylum. No one'll stop us, no one'll stare. And soon," The octopus shifts closer, his tentacles wrapping around the smaller's delicate body. "It'll be O U R A S Y L U M." Yeah, yeah. I'm Crossmare trash. What, gonna judge me? Also.. THIS BOOK IS DEDICATED TO DADDY_EMO_NERD_KID. A fellow Crossmare supporter. P.S.: POTENTIAL SMUT it depends on what the readers want. Also, mature themes- If you're sensitive to murder, suicide, blood, all that crap, then GET THE FUCK OUT OF THE UNDERTALE FANDOM! Or just, y'know, don't read this book.

I'm Crossmare trash, so yea Cover: Kmi on Tumblr :3

The Artwork In The Cover Is Not Drawn By Me. I Am Taking In Any Requests That Come In At The Moment. I'll Add More To This Description Some Other Time In The Future.

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

He killed them all. Dust, down the waters of the the forest it runs, through the veins of the skeletons and the demons that prowl the night. It's the silent enemy, the adversary that slowly chokes and brings down entire armies to their knees. None can oppose it for none have the will or the strength. And it is the dust that emerges from the mouth of a mountain that overlooks a city, the dust that creeps and crawls through the forest and down the alleyways. It is the dust that wraps its bony hands around the throats of the damned ignorant enough to walk the streets, squeezing until the last heartbeat thrums. You are a detective in this city, a quaint area with little crime and a police force hopped up on Dunkin Donuts. But when a string of murders plagues the town, you are thrown on the case following cold leads and an ominous trail of dust. But one night, when you catch wind of a scream and follow it through the dark, you find a skeleton and the rest is history.

(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.