Reminder: I don't speak English as the main language, so if someone sees an erratum, I would appreciate it if you would tell me.

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Error felt a terrible pain in his chest, in his soul, to be exact. He sighed exhausted, it was the fourth time that day and, although he was in good shape due to the constant daily exercise he was forced to do, he was really tired, so much that he even walked asleep. Sometimes he's destroying an AU and once he's aware of what's going on, a pool of ink is address to him with intentions of attacking him.

He was already bored. Bored of the life he led, of what he should do, of the hatred he received, of everything, in general.

But he couldn't do anything to change that, that decision wasn't his, there was a powerful and divine being involved, Fate, who had presented him with the "gift" of destruction, something that could hardly be called a gift, he was never according to being the destroyer, he simply appeared one day in a totally white void and, after years of complete solitude, a soft and hard voice became present, they told him about his purpose, the reason he was there. Days later the voices arrived, since then he has not been able to sleep properly.

But does that matter? Of course not, he never needed to sleep. Many might consider this as a good thing, since they don't waste hours in dreams and have a lot of free time, however, Error thinks otherwise. Although, the lack of basic needs was very helpful in the past, now all he wanted was to take a couple of minutes and afford to have a little nap, a dream practically impossible for two simple reasons: the nightmares that torment him and the lack of time, with Ink creating like a crazy guy in the whole Multiverse he hasn't even had time to visit Nightmare.

Once again he felt a pain in his soul, he growled at this, running a hand over his face. He was very tired, "I only ask for two minutes of rest, Ink ..." He murmured, opening a portal to the AU that had just born, his magic seemed to have some difficult to create that fissure, but after a few seconds it finally stabilized. The creator had left him empty after so many battles.

Exhausted and wobbly he approached the portal, crossing it immediately. Maybe things are on his side this time and Ink stops creating for the rest of the day.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the portal, an albino skeleton carrying a huge paintbrush on its back moved from side to side, quickly looking around, finding no sign of the destroyer.

Beside him was Dream, the guardian of positive dreams, who was trying to calm him with his words, assuring him that Error wouldn't come and that his new creation was safe, for now.

"It's not true, Dream! He will come, he always comes! And what if he is attacking on the other end?! Maybe we should ...!" He received a slap that made him react to his paranoia, the younger looked annoyed.

"Ink, you called me to help you in case Error came, but he hasn't arrived, as far as I know, okay? If he comes, he is alone, you have me, together we can defeat him." He gave him a big smile with a determined look, he looked completely sure of what he said and, although the painter would like to think that, he knew he couldn't, he was very tired of creating AUs and that the glitch reached everyone of them seeking destruction, it was always the same, from the beginning, what was so fun of destroying these living wonders?

"He's very strong, Dream ..." He ran his hands over his face, trying to think properly, he looked very tense and stressed "Besides, Error- Ah!" His last shout alerted the guardian of positive feelings, who immediately approached to find out what was going on, the words Ink said after that filled him with great anger, the same for the painter.

"Error is here."

Said destroyer lay in the ruins, finishing tying the soul of the human in his strings, he did not want to risk anything, so the first victim of the terrible genocide that will come need to be Frisk. Several monsters recognized him, so they fled immediately, hoping to save themselves from their terrible fate, although no matter where they went, Error would always find them, it was like playing cat and mouse, but with no place to run from, that would only delay what is inevitable.

When the soul broke, the threads were responsible for preventing it from regenerating; Now he just had to destroy the rest of the AU and, who knows, maybe he could have a few minutes rest.

Or so he thought before he heard a puddle a few meters away from him, followed by strong pain in his shoulder. It had an arrow of light embedded. Apparently the battle would be unfair this time.

-Error! His scream full of fury caused nothing in him, not even fear, he felt ... empty. "I forbid you to continue destroying this AU!"

"Maybe you could stop creating so many instead of coming to fight with me ..."

"None of your dirty lies will control us, Error!" —This time it was Dream who spoke, holding firm to what his friend said, with his bow pointing straight at the skull of the skeleton with glitches. "Take off now and leave this place alone!"

The duo quickly opted for a position they considered defensive, although for the glitch it was a warning prior to the attack, it is not the first time the artist had visually tricked him in that way. For him, all his movements represented a threat.

He ran a hand over his face, trying to encourage himself to continue, but he was so tired, he just wanted to rest a little. Maybe not sleeping, of course not, he had lost that habit a long time ago, but it wouldn't be bad just to sit and watch the stars of Outertale, those beautiful stars, a perfect landscape to do whatever.

Without even noticing, he began to fall into an unconscious state, where he couldn't understand what was happening around him, he was not able to receive the stimuli of his surroundings, he could only think of the stars, it brightness, how tired he was.

He didn't even notice when he received the first blow, falling hard to the ground, hitting his already damaged spine. He didn't react, and the pair of friends took advantage of this distraction to start attacking him with everything, they could not afford to have a fair battle, not with Error, he was not a game and shouldn't be underestimate. The best they could do was to hurt him in such a way that he couldn't destroy AUs in days, even if that means breaking his bones.

They couldn't have mercy on a monster like the destroyer.

Error was unable to react until an arrow crossed his eye, causing him terrible pain that he didn't express with gestures or words, but was still present. He removed it quickly, trying to adapt to the situation and understand what was happening. Seeing how Ink's brush turned red, he immediately invoked his own attacks, deciding to target both his attackers and the inhabitants of the AU, knowing that he couldn't escape from there until it was eliminated.

This only increased the wrath of the creator, who, together with the guardian of positive feelings, attacked multiple times, the main objective being the eyes and legs of the destroyer, that way, they could immobilize or blind him, that would give them a great advantage over him.

Error only received the attacks that he couldn't block, doing his best not to end up crying, not in pain, since this was already a custom for him, but of sadness, of helplessness and anger. Of not being able to do anything to avoid it, of having to receive this abuse every day of his life.

He was already getting fed up, but no one would believe someone like him, who would listen to what a murderer like him had to say? Just someone the same, another killer, another ‘bad guy’.

Nightmare's name came to his mind in the middle of the fight and, without knowing it, he smiled.

He smiled as he had long ago, thinking about the same skeleton.

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I'm very sorry for the delay, I will not say that I will update more often, because I know it is a lie. Maybe after the second week of movember I'll be available, but just in case I want to believe it will be december, because I'll probably be too tired to do something in november.

(In the Spanish version I wrote a piece of information that said that Ink is the creator of the AUs, but I didn't consider it very important to write it in this version too, because here it is closer to the concept of harrish than in Spanish)

I also regret that the chapter is not so good, it is just the beginning and I have enough planned, but I think I will never be good to write a beginning. ¿?

〖✿-Cxnni-❀〗