prologue
(A/n) trigger warning: blood, attempted suicide
One more thing this book's version of Error belongs harrish6 ''s book 'healing what has been broken'! They write wonderful books go check them out!
Anyway here we go!
As I've said, the absolutely stunning cover for this book is the equally as stunning @Nicchotine EVERYONE THEY ARE AMAZING!!!!!!
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It was white.
The screaming is loud.
It was all white.
It will drive anyone insane.
Everything was white.
Even the most pure and kind.
Suddenly, a heavily glitching portal opened into the abyssal white.
Out of the glitch fell a dark skeleton, with blood red bones, hands of multiple colors, and eyes that saw through everything.
When the skeleton crashed apon the the suposed ground, a horrible sickening crack sounded throughout the empty void. However it was not loud enough to overpower the skeletons glitched screams of pain, it couldn't even over power,
the voices screaming back.
After a few moments the floor around him was already covered with a thick , and sticky layer of blood and tears.
His bones were mangled and broken, all seeping with his blood and magic. Even if you had surched for days, you wouldn't be able to find an inch of his body not completely covered in reopened scars and wounds, as well as new ones from his latest fight. Or rather, latest beating.
Everything he saw was red.
The screaming keeps coming.
It was all red.
Why won't it just stop?
Everything was blood red.
Why won't everything just stop?
People were often told of this battered and beaten skeleton, they heard how he was evil, destructive, and emotionless.
He is not, emotionless or evil, even if many believe it to be true.
He was likely the most kind, and caring skeleton in the multiverse. However Fate had chained and shackled him, so that he is forced to destroy, so that he is hated, despised, and beaten. Today was the worst beating yet.
"And for what?" You may ask, is it for balance? No that is not the reason, although that may be what Fate tells the skeleton, and all of us.
It is for her sick and twisted pleasure. It is to keep her true child happy. You may say that it can't be true, if it were truly for the balance, and not to keep her child happy, Fate could have punished her child, make him see his mistakes.
But,
If it were truly for the balance, like she says, and not for her sick twisted pleasure, Fate would have protected the destroyer from hate, or at the very least given him the sweet release of death, she deprived from him so often.
So I ask you again, do you think this is truly for balance?
Fate is not a good person.
That is what lead to now, a battered and broken beyond recegnition skeleton lying on the now stained red floor of the anti-void.
Forced to destroy.
Forced to kill.
Forced to be hated.
Forced to be taken from his home.
Forced to endure it all.
Forced to wear the mask of destruction.
Taking the last laugh, and diving head first into the Void, for what he now thinks is the only thing worth living for.
Death.
But, when did the broken skeleton ever get what he wanted.
Who is he you may ask? He is Error, the forced god of destruction.
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(A/n) hoped you liked this chapter! And hey it's now been edited!
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