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Undertale Chapter 1: KILL or be KILLED

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Wonder what it feels like to have so much Power? I think it's time to fix my "mistakes"... One RESET, One CHANCE!All Rights Reserved

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(This story is a sequel, taking place after the Abyss Sans Story) "I-It is very amaz-azing how one can cha-change, by the most disastrous of decisions, and the most-ost dumbest of choices. You Uni-Union People thought that it would be fun-funny to try and agonize me, and try to kill-ill my brother, only for me to make you all pay for what you had tried from do, and me hav-having to take extreme decisions to make mea-e-e change, mak-king me who I am now through a long complex process. You all are even more of an abomination than the AUs that I have destroyed in the pas-past. And back than...my mind is as unstable as it always has been. But now...now...it is different. I am far more different than I used to be. Far more stronger than-an I used to be. You all...you all are nothing compared to me. You are nothing but puppets on strings-ings. Filthy glitches in the multi-multiverse. An awful mistake, a nasty bug...that I need to correct-ected. You people can lie all you like, claiming that you are heroes, and yet, you act so messed up and disgusting in the way that I can see and realize in it. I don't care what people think of me, nor-or do I car-care if I am hypocritical or not, if what I do is just-unjustifiable, as for all I care, it'd be really nice if you kept your mouth shut once for a while. And I, Error, the Destroyer of the AUs, will be the end of who you all are, and the end of what you will never be. Your power cannot the power...of my Anti-Void, and the power...of my master. I may hate creation and the Multiverse...but I a-am still willing to do what is right in the end, even if I hate it. And I will mak-make sure...your history will never be known again, and your legacy...of the future...will be era-ased." ...Error The pictures don't belong to me.

Sixth Sense {My Hero Academia} by EnergyMageFrea

We used to be friends, or at least... we used to know each other. There was a lot of people I used to know, a lot of people who used to know me. That was a long time ago, and I don't even know who I am anymore. I've been dead a long time. I'm not sure if I even know how to live anymore.... {Spoilers for the Manga and Anime, AizawaXOC} {Trigger Warning: This story deals heavily with mental health issues; depression, abuse, trauma, grief, self-harm/thoughts, and harmful behaviors. It also deals with brutality and violence, with gore and blood and other such things. Also death. Read responsibly}

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(This story is a sequel, taking place after the Abyss Sans Story) "I-It is very amaz-azing how one can cha-change, by the most disastrous of decisions, and the most-ost dumbest of choices. You Uni-Union People thought that it would be fun-funny to try and agonize me, and try to kill-ill my brother, only for me to make you all pay for what you had tried from do, and me hav-having to take extreme decisions to make mea-e-e change, mak-king me who I am now through a long complex process. You all are even more of an abomination than the AUs that I have destroyed in the pas-past. And back than...my mind is as unstable as it always has been. But now...now...it is different. I am far more different than I used to be. Far more stronger than-an I used to be. You all...you all are nothing compared to me. You are nothing but puppets on strings-ings. Filthy glitches in the multi-multiverse. An awful mistake, a nasty bug...that I need to correct-ected. You people can lie all you like, claiming that you are heroes, and yet, you act so messed up and disgusting in the way that I can see and realize in it. I don't care what people think of me, nor-or do I car-care if I am hypocritical or not, if what I do is just-unjustifiable, as for all I care, it'd be really nice if you kept your mouth shut once for a while. And I, Error, the Destroyer of the AUs, will be the end of who you all are, and the end of what you will never be. Your power cannot the power...of my Anti-Void, and the power...of my master. I may hate creation and the Multiverse...but I a-am still willing to do what is right in the end, even if I hate it. And I will mak-make sure...your history will never be known again, and your legacy...of the future...will be era-ased." ...Error The pictures don't belong to me.