Handcuffs of string

Handcuffs of string

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Error is tired. so tired. Is he even needed? Is anyone capable of understanding? Of pausing and listening to his story? Of waiting a second more before beating him to dust? Of being kind and helping him? ... no... of course not... he was stuck... in his handcuffs of strings. I will probably discountuine, so don't get your hopes up! error belongs to Crayon Queen. sans belongs to toby fox. Ink belongs to Comyet. Chesstale belong to its rightful owner. Fresh belongs to Crayon Queen. Dream and Nightmare belong to Joku. All art belongs to its rightful owner.
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There were two opposites. The creator. And the destroyer. They were mortal enemies since the very beginning. They never had feelings towards one another but... They didn't realize that they started to fall for each others distinct personalities. After a lot of adventure and fighting, the destroyer had passed out. The creator had thought that his lover was just gonna wake up soon, but NO. The destroyer was in a coma. Days, weeks, and months pass. The creator was growing depressed by the second. But, with the help of his friends, the creator had finally grown happy, and forgot entirely about what he was upset about. After months of waiting, the destroyer stirred awake. The creator was by his side yet again, giving him a big hug and a kiss on the lips. The destroyer was confused. He did not kiss back. The creator was confused. "What are you doing?" The destroyer asked. But, he felt something inside of himself. "This is wrong!" "You can't hate him!" "What are you doing Error! You love him!" What will the destroyer do now?

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