I do not own the quote or picture above, they belong to it's respectful owners.

Because so many people have been asking, some of the motivation and inspiration that helped me make this story, as well as the older version of it as well, is from another story by oOJayWolfOo on AO3.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/10297463

I hope you all enjoy it as much as I did reading it.

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Sorry for the long wait - was working on many stories at the same time. I pushed my Undertale stories back because I used to concentrate fully on them (or mostly on them as I did get ideas for my other stories and did work on them when I could), but my main concern was on my Undertale stories. And I was worried about becoming burned out - about Undertale I mean. I was worried about coming to not love Undertale like I do because of how much time I spent on all of it, burning out my want to write about the fandom as a whole. So, I concentrated on my other stories that had to do with other fandoms for a while - although, I did of course work on my Undertale stories when I was struck by an idea or inspiration for the story, not as much as I would have liked but I did. But, I am back in business with Undertale! I hope you all are excited as me! I'm not going to lie, I have a lot of stories, and I do have a life that can be busy at times, so updates will be slow for all my stories most likely, but I am more than happy to get to writing on this.

I hope this update was worth the wait too.

Now, when I start getting to Warverse - there will be spoilers for my other story "The Guardian Of The Abyss" in this story once I start using Warverse. Spoilers for the the characters, their magic, past, the Multiverse as a whole, and things like that. Not the plot of that story or anything, for obvious reasons, as this story also counts as an AU story for TGotA, but the characters and the Multiverse - Warverse - will be spoiled a bit or more than a bit. This is just a heads up in case anyone wants to know before hand.

And, just a fun fact about Error(Erratum); He is one of the tallest Sans in his Original Multiverse - which, I have been calling Unstable Verse, short for Unstable Multiverse, just to make it easier and shorter. Only a few skeletons beat him in height - and usually, they are the very tall skeletons, like the Bara!Skeletons. In fact, he is taller than some Papyruses and G!Sanses. Not all of them, but he is in no way short.

Also, please keep in mind that Erratum is one of my versions of Error, meaning, he is not canon!Error. I say this so no one starts talking/arguing about how his magic should work or how many tongues he should have. Erratum is not canon, therefore, he works differently. Just, keep this in mind, please.

With that out of the way; Let's start this chapter!

(Oh, but before that - I'm going to have a announcement in the very end notes! So be sure to read them if you want some exciting news~!)

-Start Chapter-

"Alright, everyone with their group?" Ink called out, eyes roaming over the grim and serious faces before him.

It has taken about three weeks, but everything was finally in place. Now was the time to see if everything would pan out the way they hoped it would.

Three groups were in front of him, made up of various Sanses and Papyruses. All of them the ones who know about the RESETS and about the various evil they must face. All of them, ready to face the true evil that is within their home to save their Multiverse.

Looking to the group on the right, with Dance in the front, Ink looked to them. Mostly filled with faces of copies, It wasn't the largest group, but that was for a reason.

"Dance, your group is going to go distract Fresh." Ink explained once more, face grim. "It is not a fight to the death, if it looks like everything is going south, then get out of there. We only need him distracted long enough that he doesn't notice what is going on with Error."

"We'll do what it takes." Dance said seriously, face set like stone. A yell of agreement came from behind him. This was the only thing left to truly stop the destruction they face.

Holding back a sad sigh, mentally praying that it wouldn't take a price no one wants to play, Ink turned to the group on the left. In front of the group was Color, who looked grim. Both skeletons shared a nod, they both knew that this might be the last time they see each - might be the last time they see anyone.

Nightmare and his gang was no joke. If Error wasn't such a huge threat, if Error never existed, then Nightmare would be the one this plan would be for.

"Do what you need to." Ink settled on saying, his voice grave. "Don't hesitate. While you only need to distract them, do what you have to. Do not pull any punches, because they won't either. Get out, run, if you have to. While Fresh might 'play' with his victims, Nightmare and his gang will not. Keep in mind that more could show at any moment, Nightmare's gang is not limited to his inner circle after all."

Not even Ink would want to face all the Horror!Sanses. It all the more showed Ink that he needed to end this as fast as he could. The longer it takes to get Error, the longer it puts everyone in danger; In more ways than one.

'This is a suicide plan.' Ink thought to himself, it made him want to cry and tell everyone the plan is off. But, he can't. This is the only way left, it has to work.

Turning to the group in the middle - well, it was more like an army than a group.

It was filled to the brim with copies, originals, pretty much anyone who was willing. In the front stood both Dream and Reaper.

"We're about to have the fight of our life." Ink slowly said, eyes going hard. "Not all of us will come back alive. If anyone wants to back out now, do so now." No one moved. Seeing this, Ink took in a shuddering breath before steeling himself. "Error is called The Destroyer for a reason. He can take on whole AU's. But, not once, has he ever fought more than one AU's worth of Monsters. Hasn't fought more than one AU's worth of Judges. This is our chance, our only chance, to make sure that he never touches another one of our AU's - our homes, families, friends and loved ones, ever again!"

"Even if we die today, then, we at least will take him down with us!" All the Monsters in front of Ink started to grin at this. Even Ink himself felt light at this, yet, also felt like his SOUL had a stone in it, weighing it down. "Even if we die today, we will save our Multiverse! With Error gone, the Multiverse will have a future, it will grow, it will be safer, and everyone in it will be all the more safe! This is our chance to save what we have, could have, and will have! Let's show this Destroyer that even ants can kill an elephant!"

Cheers went up, making Ink grin happily. Yet, in his SOUL, he felt....wrong. Placing a hand on his chest, right over his SOUL, Ink wondered what was wrong. Was this a sign that everyone was going to fail?

"Come on everyone, let's do this!" Dream called out, forcing Ink back into the present. Blinking, Ink nodded to everyone.

Soon, the three groups were separated further - portals opening up before them.

With grim, determined faces, they started marching.

And, in another place, Fate started pulling some strings just as the first Monster took a step through the portal.

[Never knowing that soon, their strings would snap and control over the one they need most will be lost forever.]

--------------MOBTALE-05----------------

Dance, as one of the least laziest Sanses around, was picked for this mission based on that fact alone. He knew it, and he knew the reasons for why this was.

It was a well known fact that most Sanses, or those taking the place as the Judge, didn't have the best stamina. It came with having just one HP. Of course, there were exceptions.

Too bad for them all, most of those exceptions were on the opposing side. It's common knowledge when Dance thought about it; Nightmare gained a good power-up boost from the negativity around him. Horror was already so used to hunger pains, starvation, malnutrition, that being tired doesn't stop him at all when in a fight. Cross has a piece of human DETERMINATION in him, that says enough on it's own and that's not counting his own stamina. Killer has so much LOVE to power him up. The same with Dust as well.

Fresh, the one he was leading a small group/army to face, wasn't known for being lazy at all. If Dance could compare Fresh's energy and stamina to something, it would most likely be a mix of the worst sugar high you could ever have and some sort of energizing fever dream or hyper hallucination from the worst kind of drug you could ever take. There is no explaining Fresh honestly, but Dance knows that there is no out lasting Fresh - he truly doesn't even think Ink could outlast the brightly colored Monster.

Error alone could destroy whole AU's for days at a time, not stopping or pausing as he killed and fought, not stopping even when he was hurt. Dance once saw the Destroyer fight against Ink and Dream with both arms broken. The Monster didn't even hesitate to just use his legs, feet, and every piece of him to fight back until he could get away.

While Dance wouldn't admit it aloud, he's impressed with the evil side's stamina. He couldn't help it, stamina is a very attractive thing in DanceTale. It means you can last longer in a dance off, or just lasting longer in a dance in general. He, at random times, wonders what kind of dances they would show - what songs their SOULS would sing as they danced in tune with it.

But then he shakes those thoughts away. There is no need to wonder about that. Not when those very Monsters were either trying to kill the whole Multiverse, rule it, or just cause pain for fun. Or all of the above in some cases.

All that matters now is making sure that the very Monsters that he is leading lasts long enough for Ink's army to get the job done. This was their only chance, their last resort, to get rid of the biggest evil, the biggest and baddest Monster, and their last chance to truly make sure that they can live in peace.

'Well......' Dance sighs heavily, standing in front of the group as the portal behind them closes, watching Fresh brush dust off of himself. That explains why the Sans from this AU didn't come to the meeting. He must have been fighting off Fresh as Fresh went about his way to kill everyone in the city - and most likely surrounding cities just because he could. 'Not true peace. Still will have the others to deal with. But more peaceful than what we have now.'

Holding back a flinch when suddenly Fresh's head snaps to look at them all, Dance had to hold back a shiver. The sunglasses over the other's sockets had exclamation points, before they turned into colorful smiley faces. A happy, bright and cheerful grin grew and overtook the brightly, neon, colored Skeleton Monster.

Although, Dance had doubts that Fresh was just another Skeleton Monster. No one should look so happy and cheerful, but feel so dangerous and deadly.

"Wassup my bruhs?" Fresh asked before gesturing all around him. "You're late to the party dawg! It was so radical! Radically fun that is! You should have seen that unrad mob bro struggle." Fresh chuckled, pushing up his shades nonchalantly. Dance had to hold up a hand to make sure no one made any sudden movements when the group behind him started to rumble and grumble in anger. 

"Whats with all this unrad hate bros? Just doin' the Multiverse a favor! You have to chill bro. Don' you know that kills bruh?" Fresh tilted his head in confusion, but Dance knew it was fake.

"Well....." Dance mentally prayed that they would all come out of this alive, slowly putting down his hand. There was no real good way to start this. And he had a feeling that there will be no good ending to this mission. But, if Ink's group wins, then death will be worth it. Because it means his AU, everyone else's AU will be safe from the number one threat. With that in mind, Dance lifted his head and gave a smile, eye flaring up. "Fresh, do you want to D A N C E ?"

Once the words left Dance, the group took that as their sign to let loose and start doing whatever they can to do what needs to be done.

Rushing forwards, war cries filled the air.

Fresh watched them all come with his head still tilted.

Then, he righted it. A smirk playing at his lips.

Tilting forward, his shades slipped down. Showing one normal eye light, the other in the shape of a upside down heart, purple magic leaking from both eye sockets.

"Ah, bruh, you should'a told me why you were showing all that unradical hate to me!" Opening his arms, as if waiting for a hug, Fresh laughed. "You're all just wanting some LOVE in return!"

Screams, yells, and laughter filled the air.

Dance held himself as firm as he could during the dust chaos. Noticing that Fresh was just playing with them all. The colorful Monster was in a playful mood, and for that Dance was grateful.

While a playful Fresh meant more pain, it also meant that they were less likely to die right off the bat. It gave them a longer time limit to distract Fresh for before they had to try and make a run for it. They would have to just play Fresh's game until he got bored. There was a chance of most of them making out of this alive.

For that, Dance will thank everything for that mercy.

[He might not know it now, but Dance will silently think to himself one day that maybe it would have been an true act of mercy if Fresh killed them all during that mission.]

----------------HORRORTALE-01----------------

'Just my luck that Nightmare and his inner circle would be having a meeting in the Original Horrotale.' Color mentally cursed, frowning sternly as he lead his group as quietly as he could through the unsettling snowy forest that covered part of the AU's Underground.

Almost any other AU under Nightmare's control or influence would have been better. Any Horrortale was dangerous on it's own, deranged insanity and starving doesn't make for the best Monsters. But one that held Nightmare and his inner gang too? The main members with the copy Horrortale!Monsters just a call away?

If there wasn't a lot riding on this, Color would have made the large group behind him turn right back around after making a portal to somewhere safer. Not that it's saying much there, as just about anywhere would be safer.

Thinking about it all, it's the knowledge that he's just leading so many to their deaths that made him want to turn back.

But if they do, that just means the death of the whole Multiverse. Error must be stopped, and if that means leading himself and others to their very potential, most likely going to happen, deaths? Then so be it.

'For the Multiverse.' Color mentally vowed to himself, taking in a deep breath - and regretting it when all he could smell was death, copper from the blood stained trees and snow, and dust.

Then a voice cuts through the silent death all around them like a knife.

"If I was you, I'd turn back. Or don't, more LOVE for me."

Freezing for one moment, Color quickly jerked around only to see Dust and Killer coming out from behind some trees right in front of them. Twitching, Color couldn't help but chuckle. Of course they would notice a large group coming in uninvited into one of their AU's. Of course Nightmare would notice a huge group coming into one of his domains.

Color just lead his group into a trap.

But, in the end, it didn't matter.

Either way, he was leading his group for the fight of their lives. Most likely the last fight of their lives. Of his own life. They just brought the fight to them. Made his life a bit easier in a way. And, well, Color never claimed not to be on the lazy side of things.

Looking at the two in front of him, ignoring the shifting Monsters behind him, Color's eyes, as always, slowly slid to Killer.

Dark sockets stared back, black lines coming out of them, looking like inky tears in a way. Color could only wish that Killer had taken his hand all those times he offered it. The other didn't need to keep getting his feelings pushed back by Nightmare, didn't deserve to have his SOUL tampered with at all - he didn't deserve that. No one did.

Yet, no matter how many times he opens his hand, holds out his arms open, Killer just laughs and goes in for a kill. Does he not see that Color just wants him to get better? To be free from Nightmare and the others? To see that he deserved to feel and have his SOUL back to normal? Killer didn't need to take such abuse, yet he didn't realize it.

Color honestly thinks that everyone on Nightmare's side doesn't see that. But Color can see that Killer is the most savable - the one that deserved to be saved the most. Dust was already far too gone in his hate and lust for love. Horror in his hunger and insanity. Nightmare in his negativity and need for power.

Even Fresh, who wasn't really on a side when it came down to it but seemed to like annoying Error and Nightmare a lot more than any others, was too gone in whatever fresh hell was going on in his mind. 

Error too is long gone in his need for destruction and violence. He was from the start, and he always will be.

Color shudders, not wanting to know how Fresh or Error tick. He didn't even want to know how Nightmare ticks - he'd leave that up to Dream and Ink. Why bother trying to understand insanity anyway?

Yet, for some reason, he sees that Killer wasn't like the rest. He can see Killer wasn't insane. He wasn't like the others that surrounded him. Maybe he just wants to help another before they lost too much? Or was it something more? Color didn't want to admit it, but.....

No. It didn't matter right now.

Now it seemed it was far too late. Unless both lived, Color wouldn't have another chance to try and convince Killer to change sides; to accept his always hand.

'That just means I have to make sure I come out alive then.' Color thought with a rueful smirk. Shifting his feet, tensing for a fight when he felt the negativity in the air grow.

The so-called king of Negativity was on his way.

"One warning." Killer stated with a wide grin that made Color eye snap to him.

"One last chance." Color offers instead. Killer understands the offer, but he just laughs like always. It was a cruel laugh, mocking him.

"No." Killer chuckles darkly, lifting his knife up. Dust laughs insanely, mixing in with the dark chuckles, eyes starting to glow as he lifts a hand, the ground starting to shake as bones starting coming up.

"Same." Color sadly smiles, wishing that for once, Killer would say yes.

Then, the shadows grow. The cold growing.

Color knew what this meant - and he could only pray that Horror hasn't already raised the alarm to have his copies come rushing in. Yet, he knew it was a fruitless prayer. Nightmare wasn't stupid.

So, with a heavy SOUL, Color rushed forward, colorful magic surging. The many calls and sounds of others doing the same right after him.

Maybe, if both survive, Color will finally be able to save Killer.

[Not knowing, that later, he'll be one of the many that need to be saved from the worst thing of all before it kills the whole Multiverse; ignorance.]

----------------------ANTI-VOID-------------------------

{HEY, ASSHOLE, GET TO WORK!}

'Should have known that my break wouldn't have lasted that long.' Error sighed harshly, wanting nothing more than to take the knitting needles in his hands and stab them through his skull in an effort to kill himself. But he knew it wouldn't work - he tried that many times before, and if it hasn't worked after the 568 times, then it wouldn't work now.

Still doesn't stop him from hoping and wishing though.

{Hey, worthless glitch! One AU's about to touch another~!}

Jerking his head up from where he sat in the endless white, he stared up at the various strings that held SOULS, dolls, and puppets above him. Error didn't want to think that Ink would be stupid enough to set off the end of the Multiverse, but he has about done just that multiple times with creating so much.

Shivering, Error quickly put down the knitting needles and scarf he had been working on. There was no time to waste. Not when the Multiverse was on the line.

Although.......should he really-

{Hahaha! You're going to fail! YOU'RE NOT ALLOWED TO FAIL!}

{YOU WORTHLESS PEICE OF TRASH! GET YOUR ASS UP RIGHT NOW AND GET TO DESTROYING!}

{Yeah, it's all your good for anyway.}

'Right.....not allowed.' Error stood up, fists shaking in suppressed anger and frustration. That's what it boils down to, isn't it?

For Error, there were no choices.

Not when Fate was in control, dragging him along while strangle him with her strings.

Following the tugging sensation, Error created a glitching portal to the newest creation of The Creator. Shaking off some of the lingering dust and dried blood off of him, not getting it all off but that's fine, Error started his way to the portal.

But, before he put even one finger through it - a whisper passed by him.

Pausing, Error started to laugh. The glitched laughter filled the air.

{~I'm sorry. Please be-O--y--m--Ch---!~}

"i'LL bE oKAY?" Error laughed, putting a hand on his forehead as tears gathered in his eye sockets. "iS thAT WhaT YOU WaNt mE to SAy?"

After a few seconds, he was able to force himself to stop laughing at the hilarity of it all. He truly has snapped - gone further into insanity at the thought alone that one of the many Voices would say anything like that. Never mind actually wanting that or apologizing for their words. Besides, why would they even want them to say that?

In the end, he'll never be okay.

Wiping away the few stray tears, Error, in his torn and dirty clothing, with his cracked and scarred body and SOUL, stepped through the portal.

[Having no idea that truly, this was the beginning of the end, yet not the end of a beginning.]

-End Chapter-

Here it is! I hope you all enjoyed this chapter. I'm excited to get it out and start working as much as I can on this story, along with my other Undertale ones.

No one has any idea of what is to come by doing this plan. Misunderstandings are still happening, and will continue to do so. And of course, these Misunderstandings are going to lead to something that almost all thought they wanted. Lol, but you know what they say about assumptions, right?

I'm not going to lie, still have no idea on the pairings for this story. It's just that my Warverse characters are very different in personality - especially when compared to the old Multiverse that Erratum fell into in the old version of this story. We'll see later on in the story. And please don't worry, Null and Void will be in this story.

Now, for the announcement!

After thinking long and hard, I have decided that I am going to rewrite "Twisted"! I hope that everyone understands, and don't worry, I won't take the old one down even when I post up the rewrite, I understand that many love the story and still enjoy it.

It's just, looking back in the story, there's not a lot of world building - or, not enough for me. I want to make Twistedverse - the Multiverse of "Twisted" - different and unique. After all, the Multiverse doesn't run on the usual 'Creation VS Destruction", instead it's 'Creation VS Chaos', two different things. This should, could, and will effect the Multiverse as a whole in multiple ways. Not just in the AU's, but for the Monsters and people living in it as well. I want to add more character to it, more world building, just more in general. I want to make it better, longer, and....just more.

Again, I hope that everyone understands. It's exciting for me, because I can't wait to start on the rewrite and go to town on it. Build it up like I did with this one - by that, I mean get into the characters' heads, personality, and the reasons, if they have any, for why they tick and do what they do. After all, there is not just one side to the story, there are hundreds. And a Multiverse is just one huge story, one that effects millions if not thousands. I want to show a portion of that, because Twistedverse, after thinking it up more and more, is just.....twisted. The Multiverse, the way it is and how it's ran, effects the characters living in it after all. Just like how you all will see in Warverse. It won't be a really light story either, even if Glitchy will always be Glitchy no matter what.

Glitchy is adorable and I will hear no different. No matter how dark the rewrite of Twisted will get, Glitchy is Glitchy throughout the whole thing.

I will be posting up a note explaining all this in "Twisted" after I start working a bit on the rewrite. I want to finish up some chapters before posting the rewrite after all.

But, in any case, that's my announcement! I hope you all look forward to the rewrite of Twisted - and of course, for the next chapter of this story!

Because, the next chapter, well.....I think we all know where it's heading, even if it's just a general idea, don't we?