𝘛𝘸𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘺 𝘌𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵

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After a while of quietness, a castle servant quietly walked into the garden and let their hand grace your bare shoulder, Dream and Nightmare put on high alert when you jumped at the contact. "My Goddess, The God of Destruction awaits you." Your eyes widen and you dropped your flowers, turning over to the castle servant with a hand over your lips.

"Ah, so soon!? He said a quarter past five." You furrowed your brows as the servant chuckled a little and dropped a pocket watch in front of you, there laid the time. Error was, in fact, a few minutes late than what he had said. You huffed a little and nodded your head, standing up and brushing your dress of any leaves. "Well then, I will arrange to meet another time, right?" You spoke to the Guardians, waving to them as you walked back into your castle, leaving the twins with furrowed brows.

You walked through many different halls before emerging into the library, a smile on your face as soon as you saw Error looking out the window. "There you are, it's so nice to see you again!" You spoke, walking over to the god and standing a few feet away from him. "I still haven't properly thanked you for my birthday!" You sheepishly admitted, scratching the underside of you chin to hide your embarrassment.

Error only grunted and let his gaze look at you, the sun gracing your features in the most pleasant way imaginable. "No need, it was your birthday, not your death day. The one that attempted such a devious act has been taken care of accordingly." Error said without remorse, turning away when he saw you face scrunch up ever so slightly.

It was true, the one that had attempted to kill you was being taken care of, they won't ever see the surface for the life they are to live. He had simply tossed the guy into a random AU with hungry monsters, he wasn't sure which one it was, but he's positive that it was one that kept resetting over and over again. All he can remember is a faint red glow in the woods, watching him as he dumped the man into the timeline.


          Your breath easily caught in your throat as you gasped and opened your eyes, hang flying up to grab the wrist of your captor. You eyes shook as they looked upwards, the hand that grasped your mouth slowly pushing farther down onto your face the tighter you grabbed their wrist. Your breathing eventually came out labored as you stared at the singular, red glowing eye, eyeing you up and down like you were its next meal.

You were jerked awake from your dream about your past life when an overwhelming stench flooded the room you were in. Knowing it wasn't one of the swap brothers, your body had tightened itself as a defensive reaction, one that you had gained from living with Error. Now that you're staring up at the towering being, you knew that the reaction was pointless, there was no way you could over power this giant.

You and Horror stared at each other for what felt like hours until he decided to let out an airy chuckled, your body flinching as he leaned slightly closer to you. "Well... would you... look at that. I found you... first..!" Your eye twitched the longer Horror laughed down at you. Your free hand roamed through your sheets, a weapon, you needed a weapon. Once realizing that you hadn't taken one with you upstairs, you instantly felt a sense of dread flow through you. You were absolutely screwed.

Using the light Horrors eye brought, you glanced around the guest bedroom you were in, instantly noticing the open window, curtains blowing with the small train of wind. "What are you... looking for..? You're not... leaving..." Horror said with the tilt of his head, pressing further onto your face. Like hell you're staying! "So... what should I... do now that... I have you..?" Horror asked, his head leaning closer to you, and that disgusting smell of blood wafting into your nose, burning it indefinitely.

As you kept looking around, your eyes finally stopped at the open bedroom door you had, leading straight down the hall and to downstairs, bingo. Looking back up at Horror, you kicked your foot straight up and through the bottom of his shirt, catching him really off guard at the sudden action. Placing your socked foot on his spine, you rubbed it a little and noticed how he flinched and let go of you slightly. Using his loosened grip to your advantage, you kicked the giant off you and back onto the bed, you scrambling to get up and out of there.

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