Error_File-Not-Found.36^12-01-21
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████ was definitely tired, he never got breaks, and he never would. His job as the ██████ was hard, and he never really understood it. Why wouldn't ███ just tell ██ the truth?
This was the only thing he remembered. When he woke up, he could barely remember his name, or anything. He didn't even know what he was, or why he was here.
So when he realized that everything else outside of this world looked much different, compared to him, he was confused.
Skeleton creatures without horns? Isn't that bad? How do they defend themselves if their limited magic supply runs out, like mine? Why are their arms uncovered?! That's just ASKING to be attacked! It shows that you're too weak to even shield yourself! Where's their wings? How will they get away from the terrible dangers of the world?!
Those were the thoughts running through the poor bug's mind as he saw the odd creature in front of him. A skeleton with a brown scarf and many many layers of clothing, along with an odd spot of blackness on his cheek. The skeleton smiled down at him, opening it's mouth to speak...
Why was he here?
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Well, that's my mysterious description! Err... If you want just a normal description, basically, Error wakes up without much memory, if any, and is in his own little secluded AU. Ink doesn't know about the AU, either.
I'm not gonna spoil the rest, so onto the actual story!
This is also kinda... My first story? Uh, it's not perfect, since I'm kind of a newbie, but it's good enough.
All art used belongs to me, because I like drawing stuff, so I drew everything here!
I chose to make this what it is, because I haven't seen any FGOD stories about this, so I decided to make it, because I thought it would be cool and original!
Eh, if you read this entire description without skipping it, I am honestly confused! I would think that somebody would've skipped it at like, halfway through! Uh... You want some tea?
(;ÓvÒ)>
You don't know how or why, but you've been isekai'd into the world of Jujutsu Kaisen. Although your first instinct is to stay far away from the plot, you've been blessed with an abnormal amount of cursed energy, and for better or worse, you find yourself sucked into the storyline. You decide that you may as well use your newfound powers for the greater good, and if you're lucky, you might succeed in rewriting some of the characters' fates. But it turns out that your presence in this world is even bigger deal than you first thought, and soon, everyone wants to make you theirs.