You Picked the Wrong Soul

(I do not own Undertale, Error, or any AUs and their characters unless stated otherwise. I only own this story, my OCs and my versions of characters. I made the cover.)

Error finally did. He finally found a way to end it all. Finally found a way to get out of Fate's grasp once and for all. After so many years of nothing but pain it shouldn't have shocked anyone, much less Fate, when he destroyed his own SOUL without hesitation. Dying with a happy grin on his face.

The moment his SOUL shattered was the moment the balance was truly broken. Fate could only scream while something inside of Destiny broke.

Knowing that something needed to be done, Fate reached out into other Multiverses, looking for a SOUL to replace Error's. A destroyer is needed no matter what. Making or forming a new one could just make things worse and would take too much time.

When Fate found the SOUL, Destiny decided then and there that she was done playing nice and safe.

The SOUL Fate found on the other hand, was done before she even woke up in a new body. If Fate thought she was going to play by any kind of rules, much less listen to him, then the joke was on him. Aiden doesn't forgive easily and she never forgets. She carves her own life even if it's with blood on her hands.

Needless to say Aiden is beyond done with everything and anything, too tired for this shit, and is one second away from snapping. Doesn't help that Error had an...'incident' before he died, leading to some revelations that mean nothing to Aiden, but a lot to other people. It's a good thing that Aiden never once feared Gods or man, much less death.

"Bitch please, you think I give a single flying fuck on who you THINK I am? I don't fucking know you and I don't want to fucking know you! Go before I take your motherfucking hand and shove it so far up your shitty ass that you can shake your damned hand!"

It only takes Fate a few hours at most to see that he truly picked the wrong SOUL for the job.