I made and created the artwork above! I did use some blank poses that I do not own to help with her body, the muscles were going to be a pain for me unless I had some help there lol, but the design and everything else belongs to me. This is how Aiden looks in the story! I'll be doing sketches of other characters as well, transmigrated and non-transmigrated characters alike.

Aiden will also be used in my PandemoniumVerse - a Multiverse that houses all my characters from all my Multiverse, plus new ones. While still transmigrated in that Multiverse, a lot of things are different given that it's a whole different Multiverse, meaning the Error that she transmigrates into is different. She looks the same in that Multiverse however. So I decided to do a Reference for both; this story and Multiverse, along with PandemoniumVerse.

Anyway, I hope I did alright with Aiden! I wanted her to look different from Error, but still a glitch. And yes, she is very much not a traditional looking female - but she has never once been even when human. She's very masculine looking, right down to her voice. But just because she looks this way doesn't make her any less of a female. And now in a body were she can summon an ecto-body of any gender ("Just because I can fucking summon a damn dick, pussy, neither or fucking both doesn't mean I'm not a female asshole. Shitty assumption makes a fucking shitty ass out of you."), it still doesn't change the fact that she's female and identifies as that.

Also, yes, misunderstandings will happen all around based on her gender lol. People like to assume naturally after all. Doesn't help that Error was male and identified as that.

In any case, I hope that everyone enjoyed the visual and will enjoy this chapter as much as I did making them~!

-Chapter Start-

'I never fucking though there'd be a day that I fucking have to wish for skin.' Aiden blankly thought to herself, frowning tightly at her, now bony, hand.

[Is she ignoring us?]

[I think she is just confused. She did just die and come back as a Skeleton Monster after all.]

[.....Yeah, that sounds fair. I'd be confused out my mind.]

[You're always confused though.]

'I also never fucking thought I'd be hearing some shitty voices coming from an eternally white-ass place. What the ever locking fucking monkey balls is going on?' Scowling, Aiden glances around only see white as far as her eyesight will let her. 'Fucking wait, do I even fucking have eyes--'

Wait....

Turning her head to the right, she catches sights of colors in the distant. Some blues, reds, and other things from high above, and other random colors on the ground.

'Well, at fucking least that gives me some kind of goal.' Glancing down at the colorful bones, all in various stages and shades of fucked up, Aiden gave herself a second to wonder if she could walk.

[--you think?]

[I think we should start with the basics!]

[How about asking her what she wants to know first?]

[Yeah, she might want to know certain things first! Like if she can eat or not.]

[She was human before.]

"If I can't fucking walk, I'll damn well crawl like a bitch if I fucking have to." Aiden decided, looking and sounding so done, ignoring the sudden outcry of voices at this. Looking down at herself, she takes in the various injuries that look....somewhat stable and healed. If nothing else, the tattered clothes make everything look worse. Fucking shit. Well, no time like the present to see if she can even walk straight in the afterlife or not.

Honestly, at this point she is so beyond done that she has no fucks left to give.

Some random ass bull-fucker decides to kill her with a knife? Her own damned fault for not paying attention or moving out the fucking way in time. Shit happens.

Voices talking to her from an endless white place? Why the ever loving fuck not.

Waking up as some sort of weird ass Halloween decoration? Sure, add it to the pile of shit that is her fucking life, or afterlife, it seems.

Sounding like her voice has static, or glitches, or some kind behind it? She already looks fucked up, why not sound it too. Make it a full fucking circle!

She was done before when she was human. Always have this look on her face like she has seen a God and found them unimpressed. Now in this situation, she's just beyond done with it all and at the point of not caring or giving a single shit at anything within the moment. What's the point in being scared? She already knows she died. What's the fucking point?

So, instead of screaming and crying like some pussy ass (rational and logical reaction honestly) bitch, she's going to keep on going even if it means crawling like a total bitch.

Grunting, Aiden shifts, growling lowly at the prinks and tingles of pain. Moving her legs until their under her and she's ready to try standing.

[Um, are you sure you should be moving already?]

"No fucking time like the damned present." She growls out, figuring that if she's going insane, might as well not deny it and jump in headfirst. She has nothing left to lose at this fucking point. And if this is hell, then she'll make it her bitch if she has to.

Besides, these Voices are the only thing she can hear. There is no point in ignoring them in the long run if she's stuck here for only lord knows how long. At the moment they are her only source of information. She knows though that this information can be very bias however. No, best to be careful and take everything with a grain of sand until proven otherwise.

Slowly moving upward, Aiden nearly falls flat on her face at the sudden trembling of her legs. Pain flaring, grinding her teeth together, Aiden made a passing note that she felt taller. There is nothing to compare her height too, but after being a certain height for so long, she honestly felt taller. Her body certainly looked bigger in some ways. She didn't feel like she was 6'11'' anymore. But that passing thought went away fast when her legs nearly gave out. Cursing out a "Fucking goddamn shit!" real quick, she raised her arms to try and balance herself out in some way.

[I really don't think this is a good idea.]

[Well, if nothing else, she's determined!]

[More like stubborn and bullheaded.....]

[Um, Aiden, why don't you relax until your body doesn't hurt anymore? It needs some time to heal is all!]

[Yeah, getting you here wasn't easy.]

She doesn't have any idea how long she was standing there, trying to keep steady on trembling legs as pain echoed all throughout her while Voices talked to her and one another, but she wasn't stopping or giving up.

"I'm not some fucking punk ass quitter." Aiden lowly growls, taking one unsteady step towards the direction of colors. The pain was annoying, but nothing that she couldn't handle. And if she couldn't handle it, she'd force herself to handle it.

[Well, you heard her.]

[But it's not quitting, it's caring about your body and health!]

[Is it though? Is it not?]

[No! It's not!]

Clicking her tongue......? Clicking whatever the hell was in her mouth (she'll have to check that out later even if for curiosity's sake) she carefully took a few more steps with unsteady legs. Deeply frowning when she...glitches? Yeah, fucking glitches like she's in a fucking computer or a video game character or some shit.

'Why the fuck not?' Aiden scowls to herself. 'Nothing else makes any fucking sense!'

At this point she wishes she had something to throw. And a wall to throw it at. Well, glancing to the colorful things in the distance, if she gets there she may have a half of her desires. Who knows, she may be able to find a wall there too!

With that in mind, she takes another step.

[Her DETERMINATION and PERSERERANCE is really showing....]

[Just think what'll happen when she shows all three of her main traits at once!]

[.....That's a scary image......]

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".....Wait....." Red eyes narrow, looking deeply into the mirror-like object.

"What is it, Fate?" Destiny hoarsely asked in a near whisper from where she rested, face shadowed by her hood as she laid it on a table.

Fate slowly shook his head, keeping a closer eye on the reflection of his new puppet. "I'm....I'm sure it's nothing. Just a trick of my mind is all." He assures himself more than Destiny. "It just...No, it's impossible." Fate sighs, running a hand through his hair. "My mind is playing tricks on me after that trick Error pulled."

Unseen, Destiny's lips twitch up, eye sockets open and dark as her eyes glow ominously under her hood.

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It took a long time, or at least it felt like too much time has passed, but eventually Aiden made it over to where the colors were.

Only to find something resembling a yard sale gone overboard or some type of landfill/dumping ground for the randomness shit ever. There are boxes filled with who knows what, single ones and some stacked into literal towers, random things thrown about, why the fuck would a creepy as shit furby be here she has no idea, and she's pretty sure that there are candy bar wrappers littered around. And that wasn't even covering the glowing blue lines that resembled strings or wire or something along those lines with creepy ass dolls and glowing hearts that radiated something off of them hanging from it.

Stumbling closer to the things, she finally allows herself to plop down onto her knees. After all that walking, the pain eventually faded, but now she just felt sore. How annoying. Eyebrow twitching, she let's her eyes wonder, eventually stopping when she notices a broken mirror frame laying on some boxes. Glass shards all scattered about. Using her long arms, she easily reaches out and grabs a large shard of glass to look in it.

".....The fuck are up with my eyes?" Aiden frowns at the sight that greets her. Seeing the bones she didn't expect skin or even hair, but this?

[I think the other Skeleton Monsters call them 'eye lights' or just 'eyes' for short.]

[Some can change their shapes though! Like, hearts and stars and things like that. It's cute~!]

"Sounds fucking pointless." Aiden deadpans, frowning at the sight of red teeth. Opening her mouth, she glares at the sight of her now multicolored tongue. She can make out yellow, red, purple and even some blue and...maybe black? Honestly, a lot mixes in to the point it's hard to tell. In fact, it looks bruised and even scarred up. And it doesn't really look like a normal tongue. Not color wise, which is still not normal, but not even looking like a organ of some kind.

Glancing all around her face, she takes in one of the eye...holes? Eye socket she guesses. Her right one that looks more than a bit fucked up. It looks like it had melted and then was gorged out and clawed at. The jagged scars are going down from it. Closing her eye, she can't see out of it or move her eye down into the holes the scars make, although it still looks very fucked up even closed. Opening it back up, she takes in the blue color with the white dot in the middle. Her left eye is much more bigger, and colorful. Red in the middle, then yellow and purple. It's more than a bit strange that the inside of her skull seemed to be white from what she can tell. Aren't there shadows in there? It had this fucking weird ass glow to it, almost reminded her of the white that surrounds her.

She wasn't even going to get in the fact that the weird colored bones that make up her body were all in various stages of fucked up. Some wounds and injuries looking very old, others newer and fresh, and how some looked more....self-inflicted. Being too precise and perfect to be anything but.

Putting her tongue back in, she closes her mouth with a click. Tilting her head, she looks down at the tattered clothing. The pants alone are torn to shreds to the point where she doesn't know if there was even a point to wearing them. The jacket was on it's last leg, and she's pretty sure she can sees pieces of said jacket on the white ground not too far from where she's kneeling so who knows if it was self-inflicted or not, although the fur on it strangely enough was fine besides being ruffled and having a few flecks of dust in it. Nothing a good shake won't fix. And she's only wearing one shoe that has way too many holes in it. To the point where she can't even consider it a shoe anymore.

'At this fucking point I might as well walk around fucking naked.' Aiden thought to herself, before pausing. She thought for a second before shrugging. 'Eh, fuck it.' With that, she easily started taking off all the clothing with no hesitation.

[W-WHOAH!]

[Oh my stars, we picked up a nudist!]

[A shame I didn't bring any singles. Hey, you got any money I could borrow?]

[She's not a stripper!]

[You say that like it's a wrong thing if she is!]

[What the hell are you doing?!]

[H-Hey, I'm sure there's an explanation here!]

"What's the fucking point of wearing any goddamn clothes?" Aiden asks, roughly tossing the tattered sweater off of herself. She can't help but pause, scowling at the slash mark going across her ribs. 'Fucking looks like that it followed me even in fucking death. Hate that the fucker left a fucking mark on me.' Aiden growls, forcing herself to look away. "Not like I have any fucking genitals to keep fucking covered, so calm your damned selves."

[You could!]

[Yeah, you can make an ecto-body if you wanted.]

[And besides, to a Skeleton Monster, seeing a lot of bones might as well be seeing your genitals.]

Pausing with the torn pants in her hands, glancing down at the bones, Aiden focused firmly on the 'ecto-body' part. "The fuck you mean 'ecto-body'?" She roughly asks, mind whirling.

[Well, you're a magical Skeleton Monster--]

[You're just going to confuse her by starting with that! Should we even be starting with this?]

[It'd be a great way to ease her into magic!]

[That's true...]

[Okay, listen up! Ecto-body is short for 'Ectoplasm-Body'. As a Skeleton Monster you have magic inside of you that you can manipulate into forming a body, you can form any kind of gender to be honest; male, female, neither, and both. The body can be as stable as you want it as well. Like an actual body, or thinner and more transparent. Everyone's body is different, and the colors can be anything honestly. It doesn't matter what gender you actually are, you can summon any one you want. The power of not being born with a set genitals and magic to fill up the spaces of skin and organs!]

[Wow, Skeleton Monsters are more fascinating then I remember....]

"Alright, but how do I fucking summon one?" Aiden cuts in before the voices can go further on. While knowing she can summon a dick, pussy, both or neither is fascinating and all that, she rather try doing it first before worrying about anything else.

It never once accrued to herself that one day she would be missing having skin. Magical skin at this point would even work even if she still half-thinks this is some weird ass hell or afterlife of some kind.

[Maybe we should explain why she's here first?]

[Shouldn't she be comfortable though? Why bothering listening if she's not settled?]

[I guess....]

[Alright! I never summoned one for obvious reasons, but I think you just have to focus on it? Magic is all about intent as they say, so focusing on what you want is a good start.]

[Maybe try feeling out your magic too?]

[I don't think any of us is qualified to do actual teaching here.]

Ignoring the squabbling, Aiden frowns as she tries finding this 'magic' the voices were talking about.

'If only my fucking siblings could hear this shit. They'd think I lost whatever fucking damned sense I had left in my fucking head.' Aiden couldn't help but snort thinking about it. If anyone just said aloud what was going on with her at the moment, more than one person would be calling the mental ward to see if they have any rooms left open.

Focusing, she could feel something....warm? It reminded her of blood in a way. Flowing throughout her, but not tangible either. Not fully. Yet it is? Strange, but Aiden figured magic would be bullshit anyway. Fully sitting, she glares down at her body, putting all her intent on wanting a body. It took a few moments, longer than she wanted, but eventually her joints started to glow a yellow color.

"This is going to fucking take some time." Aiden growls to herself, wanting to scream but holds it in. "Fucking great."

[Rome wasn't built in a day you know.]

[Yeah, all you can do is keep trying! Once you get it down then it'll be like a snap afterwards.]

[Just keep focusing and trying to control your magic.]

"Goddamn it! The fucking things I'll do for just some fucking skin." Aiden snarls at herself, yet listening to the voices for the most part. She isn't stupid, to get what she wants she knows she has to keep trying and focus.

Some of her bones start glowing a bit for her troubles.

'Fucking patience was never one of my shitty ass virtues.' Aiden couldn't help but think. A shame she needed some to get through this instead of being able to burst her way through it.

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"HOW THE FUCKING HELL?!"

"Fate? What's wrong?"

Jerking at the soft call, Fate turns to see Destiny shifting her body towards where he was, face still down as she rests.

"The Voices!" Fate growls, pointing down at the floating mirror-like object. "The Voices are no longer in my control! They might be listening to my last order, teaching that puppet, but everything else that I want? They can't fucking hear or do what I'm telling them to do! They're doing whatever the hell they want to now, and I have no fucking idea why!"

"You did use a lot of power to get Aiden here and into Error's body." Destiny gently points out, snuggling deeper into her arms.

Fate pauses at this. Putting a hand to his chin, he nods in agreement. "That is true.... I may not have enough power in me to control the Voices fully right now." He calms down slowly, sighing through his nose. "And I suppose they are still doing their job. Just not in the way I want it. But I can change that later once I'm well rested." Nodding to himself, Fate starts to smile. "Maybe a nice nap will help me out! Ah, but I should stay and watch, the first hours are the most important..."

Listening to Fate debate to himself, Destiny shifts her body away, masking her laughter into a yawn.

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"Fucking finally!" Aiden roughly grins when some sort of something snaps into place over her bones.

[Are....Are you sure you made a female ecto-body?]

[She formed a vagina!]

[Okay, are you sure you made a female ecto-body fully? I have heard that you can only make parts of it if you want or, you know, mix it up. Male on top, female in the genitals, or vice versa.]

Rolling her eyes, Aiden looks down at the weird magic that makes up her skin now. Or, as close as skin she is going to get.

It was mainly yellow, but she could make out some shades of red and purple in there. It also looked like whatever happened to her bones were reflected on the ecto-skin. Scars, bruises, injuries, all of them were littered on her. Even that long scar running diangle across her chest. It looked more fresh compared to the other scars too.

Taking in the muscles, seeing little to no curves or softness, and the broad-shoulders, all Aiden could do was sigh and saying "Some weird ass things never fucking change."

Before dying she was the same yet so different. Tall, strong build, masculine looking. When she was younger it annoyed and angered her to the point she grew out her hair. But the older she got, the more done she was with it. What's the point in getting mad when others assume? Instead she just started trolling the hell out of people. She can recall one woman flirting outrageously with her, her trolling her along, and then only stopping when one of her siblings mentioned that she was female. The look on her face brought her much malicious joy.

It may have different colors and added injuries attached to it, but it still very much looked like her own body. Aiden couldn't help but feel a sliver of comfort from that.

Although.....

Frowning down at her body, she concentrates. It takes a few moments, she feels something shifting, but then a male ecto-body forms.

[W-Wow!]

[You can take me anytime--]

[You don't even have a body!]

[I just find it funny that only one thing has changed.]

'Looks like no matter the fucking gender I form, I fucking stay the same.' Aiden agreed with the last voice, more amused than anything. If she was born a male, it seems like nothing would change other than having a dick or a pussy if the fact that literally nothing has changed other than a dick forming into place. Although she was proud enough to admit she was impressed with her own size.

Practicing forming the two genders, making sure to try both and neither, she eventually stops once she feels like she has the hang of it. In the end the only thing that changes are the genitals unless she decides to only summon a certain part of her body. So she leaves her ecto-body on, sighs, and stretches out a bit.

"Fucking nice to have some damned skin on." Aiden mutters, although she can't help but frown when her eyes cross a piece of a mirror. Lifting a hand to her throat, she takes in the scars lining them. Shifting her hand, she takes in the scars lining the wrists as well. Too neat to be anything but self done, no matter how jagged some of them look.

"Damning shit. Who the fuck hasn't hurt you?" She asks the body rhetorically. 

[.........]

[W-Well, what should we explain next?]

[Maybe we can explain the whole Multiverse thing?]

[Shouldn't she be wearing clothes though?]

"Why the fuck should I?" Aiden asks aloud, resting an elbow on her knee and then her head on her hand. "Not fucking like any bullshitters are in this shitty ass place with me."

[Are you honestly a nudist?]

[B-But when you leave there will be others--]

"I can fucking leave this shithole?" Aiden immediately snapped to attention at that. 'What, is this only the first fucking level of some shitty ass hell or something?'

[Well, yeah! That's going to be part of our explanation for you!]

[But, before that, clothes! Once you get clothes we'll explain everything!]

[Honestly feels like we're bribing her.....]

[I mean, you're not wrong. But do you want her walking out naked?]

[Are you kidding? She'd get such a fanbase and so many stalkers! Just look at that body!]

On one hand, Aiden is so done she's at the point of not giving a single shit about anything.

On the other hand, she knows herself well enough to know that staying in this forever white place is going to drive her to the point of insanity eventually.

Then again, isn't she already insane?

'Eh, fuck it. Not like I fucking have anything else left to fucking lose.' Aiden sighs, grunting as she gets up, grabs the what clothes she tossed off of herself and head over to the boxes. Time to look for some clothes or something she can sew together to make something to fit her. She never thought that growing up in a home with a shit-ton of siblings would help her until now. Her Dad practically forced them, her especially given that she was the oldest, to learn how to sew before he passed on as a means to save money.

[What are you doing now?]

"Looking for shit I can fucking use to cover my ass up." Aiden roughly answers, lifting up a violin. It looked well-used. Shrugging, she puts that back in the box she found it in and keeps going. If there are weird, creepy ass dolls hanging above her, that must mean there is fabric somewhere around here. Whoever made them had to use something.

The first few useable things she has is the tattered jacket, pants and what little is left of a sweater and shoe. She can't make an outfit out of that. Well, she could wear them, but that's not really covering her ass up.

Opening a rather long box, Aiden gives a crocked grin at the sight of bed sheets, blankets, and even some rolls of fabric. This, she can work with for sure. Putting that to the side, she was about to move on with something caught her eye. Turning her head, she saw something peeking out between some boxes. Reaching in, she roughly pulls out a long red scarf. Shaking it free of some dust, she takes in the fabric, noticing how worn yet well taken care of it was, before shrugging, tossing it over her shoulder to join the box she pulled out. If nothing else she can use it for something if she has to. Every piece of fabric can help covering her now bigger ass.

After a few more searches, Aiden came across two boxes that had some different kinds of shoes socks, and slippers. Tossing them with the box and scarf, Aiden went on. Near a beanbag chair, she found more than one box filled with sewing and knitting supplies. Finally, she has some tools to do something with.

The only issue is that while she has yarn, she doesn't have any thread or strings to work with. Sitting in front of all the gathered items, Aiden glared so hard it's shocking it hasn't caught on fire just yet.

"Maybe if fucking tear apart one of the shitty fabrics and fucking make some threads or strings..." She mused lowly, eyes narrowing in thought.

[Why not make your own?]

[Yeah, you should be able to make strings of your own!]

"Make my fucking own?" Aiden asks, raising a brow. "What, more fucking magical bullshit?"

[I mean, it's not not magical bullshit.]

"Fucking shit-tastic."

[Since you got your ecto-body down, summoning your strings shouldn't be too much of an issue.]

[Yeah, Error, the person whose body that used to be, summoned his through his eyes and fingertips as easy as breathing.]

"Who the fuck names their kid 'Error'?" Aiden snorts. Her parents weren't the best, and died pretty early on leaving her the sole caretaker to too many siblings, but at least they never named one of them 'mistake' pretty much. Yet, it was interesting to hear that for sure, someone else had this body. She figured given that the bones in no way looked like her own or human in nature (they fucking glitched) but if the Voices are being honest, then that means that yes, she fucking took over someone else's body.

[You'd be shocked at the names people use for their kids.]

[We can talk more about Error later!]

[Yeah, anyway, he summoned blue strings from his eye sockets, or was it his cheeks? Oh well, and his fingertips. I'm not sure if you can summon them the same way, but you should be able to summon them from somewhere.]

[Even if it looks like it's from nowhere. You might just be able to summon them into being!]

[Now that'd be some magical bullshit right there.]

[Just remember that magic is all about intent!]

Moving her eyes downward to look at her bony hands, Aiden tilts her head. 'Summoning magical strings? Why the fuck not? Just fucking add to this shit-ton of insane batshit.' Aiden couldn't even act shocked. After dying this might as well just be another tally on shit that she could not care about. But, apparently, she needs clothing to be able to learn how to leave this shitty ass place. Might as well try if nothing else.

Scowling at her hand, focusing as hard as she can, she snarls when her hand glitches. 'Strings, strings, I want some motherfucking strings to come out my own damned hands. I want some goddamn strings buttfucker--' Colors slowly started to come alive on her fingertips.

It took a few seconds, too long in Aiden's mind, but eventually, strands of red, yellow and purple come out of her fingertips. Moving her hand around, she took in how they had a glow to them. They even had a certain feel to them that she couldn't place either. Fuck it. The most important thing is that she has something to work with.

[That's different. For some reason I was still expecting blue?]

[Why? She's not Error. Hell, she doesn't even have a Monster SOUL.]

[True. Who knows what those strings do or how powerful they can be.]

[And yet she's using them for sewing. Man, her and Error might have actually gotten along when you think about it.]

[Either that or hated one another to the point of trying to kill each other.]

[True.]

Focusing on her task, Aiden starts pulling and growing out strings. Digging into one of the boxes she pulls out scissors. Small ones that won't fit her, but she'll make them work if it's the last thing she does in the strange and fucked up afterlife.

Ripping the pants up, taking in the glowing blue stitches that must be left behind from Error, Aiden sewed the bottoms together into a more neat ending. Creating some sort of shorts out of them. Picking up the scarf, she glances at how worn it was. Tearing at the ends, some holes here and there, yet that didn't stop it from being long and still good enough quality to work with. Taking the scissors she started cutting it up. Grabbing a needle next, pulled what was once a scarf around her waist, measuring it out before taking it off and sewing it together as a waistband. Taking some long flowing fabric from the box, she measured them out as best as she can and sewed them to the makeshift waistband. She somehow ended up with large holes on the sides, but at the point she couldn't give any fucks to sew them together. After that she grabbed what might have been the end sleeves to the jacket. Taking off the blue ends, she made them the end of the pant legs, as a means to make the baggy pants stay on her once put on.

Legs done, she got to work on a shirt. Taking two different fabrics, she got to cutting. She did have to pause though when she noticed that the black fabrics had white on the inside however, but she paid it no mind after a moment. Putting the different shades of black on the outside, she sewed together a sleeveless midriff top that had a hood on it. The two different shades of black really made the stitching stand out, but Aiden didn't care about that.

While walking out barefoot should be an option, and one she wouldn't mind doing because why the fuck not, she knows that the voices may not agree with her because they're pussy ass bitches. Digging through the shoes and slippers she found, she easily torn them apart to make some sort of shoes for herself. The shoes that were already there wouldn't fit her larger feet anyway. She ended up with some, in her mind, weird ass black and grey slip-on shoes. But they covered her feet, so the voices have no room to complain.

Pausing, she glances at the tattered jacket. Taking in the stitching, how well the fur was taken care of. After a moment, she sighs hard and roughly grabs it as well. Soon she's slipping on the shorts, then the pants, shirt, and then shoes. Pulling the hood up, she then slides on the jacket.

"Fucking there, you fucking happy you shitty fuckers?" Aiden asks, crossing her arms with a deadly glare. "My ass is fucking covered! Now, answers shit stains."

[An....interesting fashion choice.]

[I think she looks hot. Fucking manly as hell!]

[She could fuck me any da--]

[OKAY! I get it! No need to give me any visuals here. Besides, shouldn't we get to explaining?]

[Wussy.]

[No, no, we really should. Should was start with the bare basics?]

[I think we best start with where we are, then get into Error. No need for too many details to confuse her or anything. Bare basics should work for now.]

[Yeah, then we can go into portals and things like that!]

"I'm getting fucking tired of waiting." Aiden growls out, eye starting to twitch. Devil below, she wanted to hit something, or someone, so badly.

[PATIENCE is really not a main trait of yours is it?]

[I think she has the right to not have any in this situation.]

[Okay, get comfy, because this may take a while!]

Silently snarling, Aiden slams herself down into a sitting position.

[Perfect!]

[Okay, first thing first, welcome to MigrationVerse! Also known as Migration Multiverse. Yes, the Multiverse theory is correct. The people here really like moving about and traveling when they can. You're from another Multiverse, one very far away from this one. When you died, Fate decided to take your SOUL and put it in Error's empty body.]

[You're just going to confuse her with this! She doesn't even know who Error is!]

[Oh! That's right! Alright, time to explain Error~!]

Sighing through her nose, Aiden felt like this was going to be a long ass day. Or night. Or whatever the hell time of day it is.

But, listening to these voices....

'I have a fucking feeling I'm not going to fucking like where this fucking goes.'

-End Chapter-

I have finally named this Multiverse! It took me some time, but I finally settled on MigrationVerse - mainly given that many are going to be transmigrated into this Multiverse.

We'll get to see more of other characters in the next chapter by the way. And more of Aiden as well of course. It'll take some more time before other characters start transmigrating into the story too.

Anyway, I hope that everyone is enjoying the story so far! I had a lot of fun making it. Aiden is fun to write, and when she gets to interact with more characters it's going to be even more fun~! I'll be able to show herself fully then, as she is a very physical character. She's not a very gentle and soft character to say the least, and she shows this in actions and words.

In any case, I look forward to this story and I hope that everyone else does as well! I hope everyone is having a nice time on their ends of the screen and a good start to the new year. As for me, it's time to get writing/drawing while I have the time lol. See you all next time!