-3rd person POV-

The sounds of bones being thrown around echo through this once-gorgeous house. Now in ruin from all of the bones, strings, and Gaster Blaster holes. Dodging these attacks is Ink, whose expression looks to be devastated. The house collapses onto itself. Leaving nothing but rubble and dust. Slowly coming out from the destruction is a small skeleton missing half her face. Also known as Error. 

"Error! Snap out of it!" Ink shouts at the small being whose attacking nonstop. 

From Error's point of view, all she could see is a world dyed red. A constant ringing sound blocks out any noise she might have heard from the outside. Her migraine only amplifies the pain she is already experiencing from her skull slowly healing the missing bones. She goes to grab her head, her hand entering the hole in her skull. 

"W̸̬̻̺͈̽͛̆̌͊̈h̴̖̓͌̉̊̽̆̌̍̕̚a̴͓̅̌̏́̊̄͆̇̕t̵̲̹͍̱̰͛̇͊̀̃͊̈́͘͝ ̴̡̡͉̺̩͈̣̯̫͈͌̓͐̓̌í̷͚͙̫͇̫͉̹͉̦̈́͐̉̎̑͘s̵̡̖̰̮̮̀̾̄ ̷̛̠̠͓͈̬́͒͋͛́́̎̚̚ẁ̶̫̤̓̂̈̑ṙ̶̢̛͓̱̩̖̺̹̔͑̅̚͝ơ̷̼̆͆n̵̟̙͇͇͕̰̬̏̐̓͗̊̓͘g̶͉̓̅ ̸̢̧̲̮̙͎̯̹̳͛̌͋͛̌̐̏͘͝w̵̢̡͎̙̻̦͕͑͛͋i̶̧̪̗̤̙͒͐̿͛͜͝t̴͔̟̮̲̳̹́̾̒̓͌͐̊̃̅͛h̸̨̩̖͓̘̱̩̞̓͑́͗̔̀͘ͅ ̷̤̟̲͔̇̊̿̑͂̿̕̚͝m̴̠̓̀͌̋̌̚͠ë̴̪͙́̉?̶̢̧̠̟̘͕͓͖̥̭́̉" Error asks out loud. To anyone else, her voice might sound strange. Sounding as if it was glitching. "G̶̨͔͓̅A̴̰̲̝̘̒͝ͅḤ̴̨̦̙̰̽̒H̸̢̢͇̞͎̠̯̝̐̿̌̑Ḧ̴̡̲͎͈̝͖̫̠́̋ͅH̵̟͓͔̘̹̳̋̽̆̑͊̈́̃͘͜!̵͉̭͍̬̼̪̼͖̹̄̇͛͜!̴̛͉̿̆̓̓̂̑̌!̴̨̗̲̘̀͐́̿͌!̶̬̮̓̉͘͜!̶͎̬̦̖̝͚̟͎̱̟̑͗̇̓̈͝" 

Error falls onto the floor, clutching her skull. Ink slowly begins to approach, prepared to dodge any more attacks she might dish out.

"I'm sorry! I'm so, so, sorry! Please! Let me come closer! I need to help!" Ink shouts. He pleads.

Suddenly, a crack in the sky begins to form. Giving access to the anti-void. Coming out from the anti-void seems to be a dark mist. All going towards Error who is releasing a ton of magic all at once. The chains used to bind her to start to crack, turning to dust. 

Ink stares in horror as he watches all the darkness that once belonged in Error's anti-void quickly leave it. Now turning that infinite black into infinite white. Unable to do anything except watch as that darkness slowly consume Error and enters her cracked skull. 

"ERROR!!!" He shouts.

Black tar resembling hate starts to seep out from Error who looks to be too far gone. As if in a trance. The liquid pours out from her nonstop, making her seem as if she's constantly crying out and throwing up tar. 

Despite what is happening to Error, she still has some reason left inside her. But that is quickly fleeing with a new voice joining and talking. Seems as if this dark mist brought along a new voice. 

"S̶͍͇̞̤͈͓̻͖̹̫̎̇t̶͈̹͍̓̃̽̐̽̚a̶̜̩̥͚̳̦̗̖̖̾́̊̈́͋̍̓̕͠ȳ̵̨̮̣̰͌̊̈́̌̄̿̿̓̕ ̶̗͓͔̭͊̏̚b̷͚̤̦̺͓͘ȃ̸̘̖̗̯̠̈́c̸̭͓͍̹͚͖̤̏k̸̨̛̙̼͎̳͇͓͉̗͛̾̅̌͠!̸̭̗͖̖͉͈̜̈́̽̉̒͜ ̵̨̜̙̒̒̐̅͋̌͝͠͠ͅI̷͙̫͕̟̞̻͇͐̌̍̑͗̽͜͝ ̴͕͛͊̑͋̂̆͝d̵̹͍̦͖̺͓͎̭̙͓̈́̏ò̵͍̝͙̗̻̗̬͕̝̎̅͑͋̓̏n̸̡̨̰͓̻̉͛͂̀̌̈́̚'̵̢̫̱̬͐̃͜ṭ̷̮̥̝̥͉̦̑͜ ̴̗̜͈̂̎̋̓͊̌̃̿̑͝w̷̨̳̤̺̌̂̆̊͝͠ả̶̪͖̬̜̭̤̈̄̋̒̓̿͠n̷͓̞̺̽̄͑̔̐̉̓̈̓t̶̬̂̄̒̊̒ ̸̟̙̄̔̽̃͋ͅt̶̤͎̩̖̞̖̟̙̂̾̏̓̕̕͜o̴̡̨̡̭̳͍̙̝̔̀̽̐ ̸̢̺͍̤̯̳̹̼̤̤̍̎͆̃h̶͍̲̬̖̤͙͊͗̌̉̕ù̷̫̝͈̻̌̍̉̈́͋͛͘͜͝ṟ̷͙̀͝t̴̞͖̻̲͂͋̇͘ ̴̧̭̙͓͙̟̂̏͒̂y̵̨̱̍̐̓̑̿̐̓̎̋̋ö̷̫̬̻̩̹̠̪́͜ͅͅŭ̸̞̮̓!̸͇͈̬̫̫̇͒̕" Error shouts, throwing up constant tar.

It reminds Ink of when he is throwing up ink. He understands the pain Error is going through at this moment. What has he done? Ignoring her warning, he continues to come closer. Ink begins to cry his rainbow tears. He forces a smile as he slowly approaches Error.

"...I...I shouldn't have attacked in the first place. I should have known you wouldn't let me hurt another. I'm sorry. I wasn't thinking at that time..." 

"S̶̮͔͇̦͔͈̟̩͐̃͂̀̽͜͠ẗ̴͔̞̹̞͇́̒̆̍͝o̴̝̫͉̐̎͊̀͌̄̓͂̊p̷̧͓̣͓̬͚̒͌̒͑̍̋͗̍͘͘ ̶̨̂̋̿̍̆̉̆s̴̪̘̻̰̳͓̠͙͔̉̇̍̓͜͝ȁ̴͍̰͔̱̤̈́̍͝͝͝ỳ̸̲͔̝͓̍͛̅́͌̐̎̚͝ȉ̵͓̮n̷̳̱͊̐͐g̸͓̯̥̎͆ ̷̲͉̎́̏͑̐͝ś̶̩̥̖̲̰̯̩͙͚͊̎̿͛̃̕̕͠o̷̗̟͓͗͆r̸͕̺̦͐̈́͊͗̕r̸̟̦̹͉͕̮̊y̷͓̻̰̾̾̓̍!̷̼͇̄͊́̀̋̂̕ ̵̨͓͌̊͒̍́͐̆I̵̡̜̪̬̘̮͗̎͆͒̑̉̎̀̓̚ ̴̢̲̠̻̫̲͚̺̖͂̇̌̽̓̿̿͗̾̉k̴̢̨̫̬̟͒̽̽n̷̨͎̙͍̭̘͉̲͌o̶̹̣͉̭̣͐ẇ̸̧̤͋͊̄̾͝ ̴̨͚̹̰̲͖̮̍̈͂̽̃̽́͝͠y̶̨̧̭̞͑͐̆ő̷̡͛̾̓̾͘ư̸̰͚͌̍͗̔̊̓͝'̴̡̮͕̳͍̲̄̇̉͗͑̈̈́͝͝r̵̡̝̺͕̭̆͗̀ȩ̶̖̇̚͠ ̴̪͇̊̆͜s̸̠̱͚̓͆ò̶͓̭̬̮̣̯͔ü̶̡̨̗̱͖̥̙̟͑̌̓̌̌̓̽́͝l̴͙͔̝͙̲̲̲̬̒̕ḷ̴͉̦̙̙̜̮̎͌̃̀̊̍̆̿͝͝e̴͈̩̐́̾̇͝͝s̷̡̝̏̎̋̎̾s̴͍̤̖̭̙̘͛̀̎̾̈́̒͜!̵̱͓͒̒͐̈́͠ ̴̡̧̭̝̤̪͖̻̀͗͑̀͒͋̓Y̴̱̳̥̗̭̒͗̽͗̾͜ͅo̵͇̦̔̑̀̓͘͝ų̷̣̩̼̠̫̘͓̙̀̃͊́̽͋͜ ̷͕̋͐d̷̮̖̮̺̻̽o̸̯̖̝̪̲̯̐̾́̇̀̚̕̚͠n̷̢̤̠͍̺͎̰̦̳̭͆̈́̕'̵͔̟̩̙͈̥̩͐̑́̃̃̀́̒͂ͅṯ̵̯̥̽͂̔̿̉ ̷̹̐̽͆̽͝ā̶̟̯̖̤͈̙͛̂̎̚͜ͅc̶̻͔̤̃̌͂̌́̂̒͌͝t̸̮͇̣͉̫̜͉̠͐̓͒͊̿̚ụ̸̧̰͂̈́̄̏̏͐̚ą̴̧͚͕̝̪̼̐̊͐́͛̾́͊͝͠l̴͎̟̻̻̏̂̔͛ͅl̴̛̜̦̳̯͖̪̣̅̑͒͌͒̊͗͆͠ỳ̸̧̼̤ ̶̧̜̥̫͉́f̶̛̝͇̩̗̤̐̀͊̾̈́̎̋͆͝é̶̡̨̜̬̳͔̣̝̄̑͘͝͝e̴̥̘̥̜̭̬͙̭̗̜͐̉̄̏l̵̨̢̢̳̙͓̓͛̾̈̿̾̍̇̏͘͜ ̴̗͑͆t̷̨̢̙̭͍̟̓h̷̠̯͔̜͕̆̋͆̇͘a̵̢͚̬̲̩̖̞̖̗͛̐̀́̂̀͝ͅt̷̢̧̬̫̭͓̎̈́̔̈́̽̚ ̵̖̦̮͖̲̬̙͚̇̊̍̓w̸̨͍͉̄͊̋̊́͘͝ȁ̸͇́̀̕̚y̸̢̰̹͓͚̬̔͜!̷̺̱̻͍̹̘̖͖̰̑́̕ͅ" Error shouts. 

Ink freezes up, realizing Error knows he is soulless. This...doesn't sit well with him. "That...that isn't true! I...I do have a soul! I, I can feel!" 

"D̴̳̞͊̓̀̃͑̄̕͝O̸̧͚̺̲̖̍̽̋͊͗ ̷͇̮̙̍͊̅͘̚ͅN̶̡̰̜̹̻̊͋̎̃̐̏͛̀̀̎O̴͙͇̥̾̈͑̈̓̇̀̾̈͝T̷̙͙͐ ̸̡̙͓̲̠̜̝̅̔̊̓̃͘ͅL̷̨͖̭̫̦͎̫̗̥͎͗̈́̿̂I̷͈̱̬̒̎̎̚͠͝Ę̶̡̲̥̦͍̦̄ ̴̡̪̝͊͊̿̓̕͝T̵͎͓̻̃̄̌̔̇͗̔̀̃̚Ǫ̵̛̹͑̏̔͆͗̓̎̄͠ ̶̧̞͖̮̪̹̱̮̩̓̐M̷̡̨̪̼̥̳̮͙̂̅͆̊̽͋͂̽͘Ẻ̷̢̡̢͉̑͂̀́͛̏͘͝!̵̧͕̹͎̥͚̻͊̇̈́͊͆̓̔̂͝͝ͅ!̵͓̯͇̼̬͍̑͌̽̿̒̐!̶̢͖̪͚͇̙̝̃̈̔" Error screams, causing cracks to form in the otherwise white void floor. Her voice sounds much deeper than usual. Her rage was so rare. So...unnatural. 

Ink falls onto the floor, surprised by the sheer output of magic being released all at once by Error. He begins to shake, unsure if it's from stress or...fear...

"I...okay! I lied about having a soul! But I didn't lie about being able to feel!"

Strings shoot out from Error, all aiming for Ink who couldn't dodge all of them. He's quickly pulled toward Error. Her eye-lights are nothing more than glitch signs. No signs of her being truly conscious at the moment. 

The tar-like hate spills onto Ink, dripping down his face. He struggles to set himself free from Error's bindings as Error continues to stare down at him. Suddenly, Ink is swung across the Light Area, slamming onto the floor. Error summons many Gaster Blasters as she goes ahead and blasts him away. 

Ink is flung across the Light Area, rolling to a stop after the impact has settled. His clothes are in tatters. Revealing a broken chest that seems more like an intentional design flaw. Error freezes upon the sight of it as Ink struggles to get up. 

"Ÿ̸̜̜̯̫́̒̒͐̔̌̄͝o̷̩͒̇ų̶̘͉̝̾.̴̯̜̘͉̞͊̈̒̓͑͋͜͠.̸̭́.̷̛̲̠͙͉̟̞̯͍̮̻̽͗̓̀̐̊̓͗͘ḩ̷̖̤͋̐ṳ̷̣̤͐͊̀̏͋̅̈͘r̴̨͔̖͚̜͚̝̂̆̂̈́̽͘t̵͎̬̫̤̻̑͆ͅ.̴͎̬̲͉̳̰͎̳͎͙̓̅.̴̦̬̗̔͆͛̽̅̄͋̄̀.̴̨̙̼̤̦̪̮͎͛͛͠ͅy̶̟̘̺̅͐́̾͆̔͋͌o̵̢̨͚̪̞͙̮̻̞͛̓͐̈́̐͜͝ừ̸̫̣͓͆̎̂͒̏̈́̇̓ͅ.̴̱͖̳̭̾̈́̄̊̒̚͘͝.̸̠̪͇͕̭͖͙̩̀.̸̩̉̆͊̎̅̑́̚Ȋ̸̛̟̣̜̖̳̰̞̫̬͗͑̃̈́̇̔͝'̷̳̺̫͊̋͆̎̐̚͠m̷̢̠̦͔̭̝̼̓͂̓̎̿̔̿̽͝.̸͉̈́.̵̢͔͈̼̮͛̈͠.̶̲̱͎̅̈̽́͋̅̚͝͝s̶̭͓̰̖̱̘̳̘̝͛-̷̞̉̇͂͆̌͠ś̸̡̘̺̭̞̊̀̉͝ǫ̸̺̗̮̖̪͍̩͇͋̆r̶̪̹̙̙͎͓̘͐̆̀̏͠r̶̨̲̯̭̭̹̪̩̭̒̅̈͒̇̍͠ͅy̷̫͚̪͕͕̙̪̬̆̑͊̀͛͐̏̓̕.̶̨̢͙̲̲̟̙̫̈̔̀̍̄̈́̓͘͜͝ͅ.̷̡̼͙̻̟͔͖͗̑̃̐̾̕.̵̬̣̠̫͙͓͈̗̮͚̍͑̉̑̄́̑̈́̕̚" Error gains a moment of clarity as she begins to cry over the tar-like hate. 

Ink looks at her with hope, thinking she must be coming to her senses. But before anything good could happen, magic bursts out from Error's cracked skull. Cracking the almost-healed skull once again as more tar seeps out from the cracks once again.

"ERROR!"