I have a character index/list up that lists the names of characters, where they are from and their heights (if I figured out what height I want them to be). If anyone gets confused on who is who, then please go check it out. The only characters not on the list and in the index will be one-offs, super minor characters and characters that are in the background. The list is a work in progress, so information on it may change or I might switch names between characters. This story is a work in progress, so things may change around until I like where it is.

I also have a page that is dedicated to important Author Notes that will be listed by the date posted. Please check that out as well just in case or whenever it gets updated.

Warnings for this story as well. It is listed as mature for a reason. Please read at your own discretion and please do not get mad at me if you do not like the story and/or are triggered. I did warn you and there are other stories you can go enjoy.

Compared to the old first chapter of this rewrite, and the original story this story is a rewrite of, this will be very different in a lot of ways yet similar. Just a small heads up.

Now, with the information out of the way, let's get this started! I hope everyone enjoy this chapter and the more to come.

-Chapter Start-

Gloved fingers run down a broken white mask. One side of the mask had a thin lined red smile going up it's fake face. Some red 'leaking' down from the 'lips'. It looked as if someone painted on a thin smile with blood. The eyehole having faded red marks coming off of it, looking like faded smudged blood. Some cracks that slowly got deeper and deeper as it led onto the other side of the mask. Near the other eyehole the white part of the mask is shattered off all the way past the chin, showing deep grudges in an almost circular pattern underneath it. The color being a mix of a deep, bloody red and black. Below it, instead of a thin lined smile, it looked shattered off showing the 'teeth' hiding under it. Two rows of sharp, long, shark-like teeth stood out. White in color, shadowed in grey, but what looks to be blood stained on it and going down the chin. Some thin, glowing blue strings hang out of the mouth and broken eyehole.

One half of the mask looked almost normal in a way. Plain.

But as you slowly look over, it clearly shows all the defects hiding under the purely white.

Flipping it over, the gloved fingers gently touch the black fabric, straps and buckles attached to the back of the mask. Checking them over.

"̶Y̶o̶u̶ ̶l̶i̶t̶t̶l̶e̶ ̶s̶h̶i̶t̶!̶ ̶H̶o̶w̶ ̶c̶a̶n̶ ̶y̶o̶u̶ ̶j̶u̶s̶t̶ ̶s̶i̶t̶ ̶t̶h̶e̶r̶e̶ ̶a̶n̶d̶ ̶d̶o̶ ̶n̶o̶t̶h̶-̶-̶"̶

The fingers flinch back at the sudden scream.

"̶G̶E̶T̶ ̶U̶P̶!̶ ̶G̶E̶T̶ ̶U̶P̶ ̶Y̶O̶U̶ ̶L̶A̶Z̶Y̶ ̶F̶U̶C̶K̶E̶R̶!̶"̶

"̶D̶e̶f̶e̶c̶t̶,̶ ̶y̶o̶u̶ ̶l̶i̶t̶t̶l̶e̶ ̶s̶h̶i̶t̶l̶e̶s̶s̶ ̶e̶r̶r̶o̶r̶,̶ ̶g̶e̶t̶ ̶t̶h̶e̶ ̶f̶u̶c̶k̶ ̶u̶p̶ ̶b̶e̶f̶o̶r̶e̶ ̶w̶e̶ ̶m̶a̶k̶e̶ ̶i̶t̶ ̶h̶u̶r̶t̶.̶"̶

Sighing, Defect, the Destroyer of Universes, Forced God of Destruction, opens the mask, sliding onto his face once more. Making sure the fabric attached to the back of the mask is covering the back of his head and neck, then he takes the time to buckle it on. Tugging on it to make sure it's secure.

"̶W̶h̶y̶ ̶e̶v̶e̶n̶ ̶t̶a̶k̶e̶ ̶t̶h̶a̶t̶ ̶s̶t̶u̶p̶i̶d̶ ̶m̶a̶s̶k̶ ̶o̶f̶f̶?̶ ̶Y̶o̶u̶r̶ ̶f̶a̶c̶e̶ ̶i̶s̶ ̶s̶o̶ ̶u̶g̶l̶y̶ ̶t̶h̶a̶t̶ ̶i̶t̶'̶s̶ ̶b̶e̶t̶t̶e̶r̶ ̶t̶o̶ ̶b̶e̶ ̶h̶i̶d̶d̶e̶n̶ ̶e̶v̶e̶r̶y̶ ̶s̶i̶n̶g̶l̶e̶ ̶m̶o̶m̶e̶n̶t̶ ̶o̶f̶ ̶e̶v̶e̶r̶y̶ ̶s̶i̶n̶g̶l̶e̶ ̶d̶a̶y̶.̶"̶

Swiftly standing, he grabs his long coat off the white ground and puts it on.

"̶Y̶o̶u̶ ̶b̶e̶t̶t̶e̶r̶ ̶f̶u̶c̶k̶i̶n̶g̶ ̶h̶u̶r̶r̶y̶!̶ ̶Y̶o̶u̶ ̶h̶a̶v̶e̶ ̶A̶U̶s̶ ̶t̶o̶ ̶d̶e̶s̶t̶r̶o̶y̶,̶ ̶p̶e̶o̶p̶l̶e̶ ̶t̶o̶ ̶k̶i̶l̶l̶,̶ ̶S̶O̶U̶L̶S̶ ̶t̶o̶ ̶s̶t̶e̶a̶l̶!̶ ̶C̶o̶m̶e̶ ̶o̶n̶ ̶y̶o̶u̶ ̶m̶u̶r̶d̶e̶r̶,̶ ̶g̶o̶ ̶d̶o̶ ̶y̶o̶u̶r̶ ̶f̶u̶c̶k̶i̶n̶g̶ ̶d̶u̶t̶y̶!̶"̶

His eye lights, hidden in the shadows of the mask, look out into the ever endless white.

"̶Y̶o̶u̶ ̶w̶o̶r̶t̶h̶l̶e̶s̶s̶ ̶p̶i̶e̶c̶e̶ ̶o̶f̶ ̶s̶h̶i̶t̶!̶ ̶Y̶o̶u̶'̶r̶e̶ ̶s̶o̶ ̶f̶u̶c̶k̶i̶n̶g̶ ̶l̶a̶z̶y̶ ̶t̶h̶a̶t̶ ̶I̶'̶m̶ ̶s̶h̶o̶c̶k̶e̶d̶ ̶h̶a̶l̶f̶ ̶t̶h̶e̶ ̶M̶u̶l̶t̶i̶v̶e̶r̶s̶e̶ ̶h̶a̶s̶n̶'̶t̶ ̶c̶r̶u̶m̶b̶l̶e̶d̶ ̶y̶e̶t̶!̶ ̶G̶O̶ ̶D̶O̶ ̶Y̶O̶U̶R̶ ̶F̶U̶C̶K̶I̶N̶G̶ ̶J̶O̶B̶!̶"̶

Nothing. Just like the never ending white.

"̶Y̶o̶u̶ ̶l̶o̶o̶k̶ ̶l̶i̶k̶e̶ ̶a̶ ̶f̶u̶c̶k̶i̶n̶g̶ ̶e̶m̶o̶ ̶c̶l̶o̶w̶n̶ ̶i̶n̶ ̶t̶h̶a̶t̶ ̶o̶u̶t̶f̶i̶t̶.̶ ̶E̶h̶,̶ ̶y̶o̶u̶'̶r̶e̶ ̶t̶h̶e̶ ̶M̶u̶l̶t̶i̶v̶e̶r̶s̶e̶'̶s̶ ̶c̶l̶o̶w̶n̶,̶ ̶m̶i̶g̶h̶t̶ ̶a̶s̶ ̶w̶e̶l̶l̶ ̶l̶o̶o̶k̶ ̶t̶h̶e̶ ̶p̶a̶r̶t̶,̶ ̶r̶i̶g̶h̶t̶?̶"̶

No friends. No family. No loved ones. Nothing left of his past. Nothing to come to him. No future to call his own. Noting. Nothing. Nothingnothingnothingnothing--

"̶T̶o̶o̶ ̶s̶l̶o̶w̶,̶ ̶y̶o̶u̶'̶r̶e̶ ̶t̶o̶o̶ ̶s̶l̶o̶w̶!̶ ̶I̶f̶ ̶y̶o̶u̶ ̶d̶o̶n̶'̶t̶ ̶h̶u̶r̶r̶y̶,̶ ̶w̶e̶'̶l̶l̶ ̶m̶a̶k̶e̶ ̶y̶o̶u̶ ̶h̶u̶r̶r̶y̶!̶ ̶A̶n̶d̶ ̶y̶o̶u̶ ̶w̶o̶u̶l̶d̶n̶'̶t̶ ̶w̶a̶n̶t̶ ̶t̶h̶a̶t̶ ̶a̶g̶a̶i̶n̶,̶ ̶w̶o̶u̶l̶d̶ ̶y̶o̶u̶?̶"̶

'Most days, I look forward to this.' And, oh, doesn't this make him a horrible, insane, good-for-nothing defect. In a lot of ways, he craves destroying. Forced upon him by Fate it may be, but it's a small little way of vengeance. To get back at the ones who helped Fate force this role on him. It's not like he asked to be the destroyer. But if he must be one, must be one for the sake of the whole Multiverse, then he'll find little ways to enjoy it. For the sake of what is left of his sanity. At times he wishes he could show his pain to the world, screaming with actions that something is wrong. Sadly, the whole world in blind in a lot of ways. Other days, he hates himself too much to even move. Disgusted, more so than usual.

"̶Y̶o̶u̶ ̶d̶e̶g̶u̶s̶t̶i̶n̶g̶ ̶d̶e̶f̶e̶c̶t̶ ̶o̶f̶ ̶a̶ ̶d̶e̶s̶t̶r̶o̶y̶e̶r̶,̶ ̶y̶o̶u̶ ̶n̶e̶e̶d̶ ̶t̶o̶ ̶f̶u̶c̶k̶i̶n̶g̶ ̶m̶o̶v̶e̶ ̶y̶o̶u̶r̶ ̶n̶o̶n̶e̶x̶i̶s̶t̶e̶n̶t̶ ̶a̶s̶s̶!̶ ̶A̶U̶'̶s̶ ̶t̶o̶ ̶d̶e̶s̶t̶r̶o̶y̶!̶ ̶P̶e̶o̶p̶l̶e̶ ̶t̶o̶ ̶k̶i̶l̶l̶!̶ ̶G̶o̶ ̶d̶o̶ ̶t̶h̶e̶ ̶o̶n̶l̶y̶ ̶t̶h̶i̶n̶g̶ ̶y̶o̶u̶'̶r̶e̶ ̶f̶u̶c̶k̶i̶n̶g̶ ̶g̶o̶o̶d̶ ̶a̶l̶r̶e̶a̶d̶y̶!̶ ̶G̶e̶e̶z̶,̶ ̶n̶o̶t̶ ̶o̶n̶l̶y̶ ̶a̶ ̶d̶e̶f̶e̶c̶t̶ ̶o̶f̶ ̶a̶n̶ ̶e̶r̶r̶o̶r̶ ̶b̶u̶t̶ ̶s̶t̶u̶p̶i̶d̶ ̶t̶o̶o̶.̶"̶

He is an error. H̶e̶ ̶u̶s̶e̶d̶ ̶t̶o̶ ̶b̶e̶-̶-̶ He claimed the name "Defect" as his own. H̶e̶ ̶w̶a̶s̶ ̶o̶n̶c̶e̶ ̶c̶a̶l̶l̶e̶d̶-̶-̶ His past no longer matters. W̶h̶a̶t̶ ̶l̶i̶t̶t̶l̶e̶ ̶f̶r̶a̶g̶m̶e̶n̶t̶s̶ ̶h̶e̶ ̶h̶a̶s̶ ̶o̶f̶-̶-̶ Only his job matters now.

I̶t̶ ̶i̶s̶ ̶w̶h̶a̶t̶ ̶F̶a̶t̶e̶ ̶h̶a̶s̶ ̶d̶e̶e̶m̶e̶d̶ ̶o̶f̶ ̶h̶i̶m̶.̶

He is the dirty little secret of Fate's in a way. A defect that wasn't supposed to be, but is needed in the end.

There is a reason he covers up not only his whole face, but his body. One shouldn't show their defective nature to the world after all.

'Sometimes....'

Holding up a gloved hand, he summons a glitching portal.

'....I wish I could just die already.'

Stepping into the AU, Defect started on what he viewed as a normal day.

T̶o̶ ̶d̶i̶e̶ ̶o̶r̶ ̶t̶o̶ ̶d̶e̶s̶t̶r̶o̶y̶?̶ ̶W̶h̶y̶ ̶c̶a̶n̶'̶t̶ ̶h̶e̶ ̶h̶a̶v̶e̶ ̶b̶o̶t̶h̶?̶ ̶W̶h̶a̶t̶ ̶l̶e̶f̶t̶ ̶i̶s̶ ̶t̶h̶e̶r̶e̶ ̶f̶o̶r̶ ̶h̶i̶m̶?̶ ̶I̶f̶ ̶h̶e̶ ̶c̶a̶n̶'̶t̶ ̶k̶i̶l̶l̶ ̶h̶i̶m̶s̶e̶l̶f̶,̶ ̶h̶e̶ ̶m̶i̶g̶h̶t̶ ̶a̶s̶ ̶w̶e̶l̶l̶ ̶d̶e̶s̶t̶r̶o̶y̶ ̶u̶n̶t̶i̶l̶ ̶s̶o̶m̶e̶o̶n̶e̶ ̶f̶i̶n̶a̶l̶l̶y̶ ̶d̶o̶e̶s̶ ̶k̶i̶l̶l̶ ̶h̶i̶m̶ ̶o̶r̶ ̶h̶e̶ ̶k̶i̶l̶l̶s̶ ̶e̶v̶e̶r̶y̶t̶h̶i̶n̶g̶ ̶e̶l̶s̶e̶.̶ ̶I̶t̶'̶s̶ ̶o̶n̶l̶y̶ ̶f̶a̶i̶r̶,̶ ̶g̶i̶v̶e̶n̶ ̶t̶h̶e̶ ̶r̶o̶l̶e̶ ̶t̶h̶a̶t̶ ̶w̶a̶s̶ ̶f̶o̶r̶c̶e̶d̶ ̶o̶n̶ ̶h̶i̶m̶,̶ ̶r̶i̶g̶h̶t̶?̶

-End Chapter-

I based Defect's mask off of the Smile Version 2 mask. His clothing on the other hand (which I will get into more detail later) I kind of based off of a venetian outfit (as they are usually always fully covered, even the back of their heads, necks, and all the way down to their toes) and something a bit more basic, as venetian outfits are usually over the top. Defect wouldn't wear something so over the top normally, so I changed it up to fit in his character better. Made it a bit more simple while keeping him covered, and added a bit of his own flare to it. Like his strings being the stitching of the outfit and being a part of his mask as well.

I plan to sketch him out later (or try to at least) so that everyone can have a visual for him. It's the main reason I didn't go into full detail in his outfit, as I have yet to truly finalize his outfit and design. However the basics that I explained will stay the same, no worries there. Not going to suddenly put him in bright pink for his main outfit when I said he was wearing darker colors for the most part lol.

By the way, I got the title from a old makeup video. I forgot what it was, but the lady explaining how to put makeup on said something like "Do this to cover up your defects" which just struck me and actually made me want to punch this smooth sounding woman out. 

Look, I knew back in the day beauty had a different standard, but you don't call anything about anyone a defect in my mind! I say wear however much makeup you want, as little or as much as you want (none or cake it on? Go for it!), and it doesn't matter what gender you are. But, from that old black and white video, it gave me the idea for the chapter name and actually gave me the idea for Defect; as he is covering himself up, seeing himself as a defect that needs to be covered.

Right off the bat you can see I made a ton of changes to the story and characters themselves compared to the old versions. I hope everyone likes it and will like how it goes and the more to come.