[FGod x Creepypasta/Marble Hornets]
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Many attempts were made for rest, all in vain. With only one way left remaining for Error to be rid of the pain that laced life in thick coils of fog, was the Void.
So they jumped into the dark madness, freedom in reach yet FATE grabbed Error by the scarf and threw him wherever mentally harmful enough before DESTINY could try pave overdue healing.
Error now dropped in a place more violent than before, and has to deal with it as an unfair punishment, wrung out from the insanity of past choices he now deeply regrets.
With its unfamiliar difference, this morbid world was shrouded in paranoia, fear and insanity, Instead of sadness, anger and lies like his old multiverse. Now with mental stability and wit valued higher than brute strength.
Though in change, adaption can come to be found very hard with threads of complexity in tow that tug at the mind, he is afraid of what is so different to what was familiar, instincts of humanity bringing fears not before felt. The name of it very much on the curling lines of Nyctohylophobia.
Error's been quite confused with strange encounters that seemed to happen here and there without a pattern to expect, he thought this was a world of humans, they were what occupied the world missing of a Mount Ebbot?
The trees curl with reaching tendrils, aware of the small embers that still lingered in the small campfire that would've once shined so bright.
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The cover is by me, Skinfish
Run.
All that was on my mind was to run. After all, I'm a runaway, and running away is what people like me do best. We run from everything. People. Things. Our lives. Our emotions. Our fears. Our wishes. We run from one life to the next and we try our hardest to not look back. But sometimes we stop. We stop to bask in the now, the present, the life we're living before we remember. Before something happens and we remember why we were running in the first place and forget the reason we stopped. All a runaway can do after that is to Run.
This is a Marble Hornets/TribeTwelve/Creepypasta/EverymanHyrbid AU story. I do not own any Marble Hornets/ TribeTwelve/ Creepypasta/EverymanHyrbid characters mentioned or any songs mentioned. All rights go to there respected owners. I only own the main Character, Mad.