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This one was actually made a long time ago and I forgot all about it, but here you go.

Error ran through a portal into the Anti-Void, but knowing that Ink would follow him, he kept running.

Eventually, he slowed to a stop and realized how bad he needed air. He felt like he was suffocating despite how fast and heavy he was breathing. He heard a portal open from a far enough distance that he had enough time to hide. He teleported to a hammock in the strings hanging from the 'ceiling' to hide himself long enough to escape. His personal bubble began to turn black with green code quickly changing numbers. It was as if everything he saw before was a blanket, and this is what's underneath. Error began to glitch and parts of his body seemed to separate and then come back, like a computer. Suddenly, it stopped and Error was gone. Kind of like when an old TV is being turned off, except the colors returned to normal, as if Error never hid in the hammock.

Meanwhile

A two story house with a basement was sitting by a large lake in a forest. Error appeared and fell to the ground on the other side of the lake and groaned as he stood. His glitching stopped all together and he placed a hand against a tree as he leaned a bit while looking for a quick way across the lake. Error soon found himself having to walk all the way around and groaned again before starting his long walk.

Halfway through, Error was clutching his chest in poor effort to stop his soul from pounding so hard, but he knew it wouldn't work. He knew his legs were about to give out, but pushed on. He was tired, no, exhausted, from everything that had happened. He was ambushed by a bunch of monsters and beaten mercilessly. It's practically a miracle he managed to get away from them long enough to escape the Multiverse without anyone seeing him. He had his sockets set on the house and kept walking, despite how tired he was. It almost felt like something was forcing him and not him forcing himself to keep going.

He successfully made it to the house and opened the door, revealing a group of male humans enjoying themselves. One of them saw Error and rushed to his side before Error took another shaky step."Holy shit!" He said."I'm fine, Nathan." Error said. His voice didn't glitch, but he was still very tense after previous events. They were taller than him in his "present" form, but he's just as tall as them in his "past" form if you know what I mean."Come on, man. Let me help you." Nathan said."Fine." Error replied. With Brandon's help, Error limped towards a giant bean bag and sat down, letting himself sink into it and allowed his nonexistent muscles to take a break.

A large wolf-dog hybrid walked over and stood in front of Error. Error looked at him with tired eyes and smiled."Heya, Storm." He said. He slowly lifted his hand and pet his head before letting his hand fall onto the floor. Storm whined and climbed onto the giant bean bag so he could lay down with Error. Storm was large enough to carry on his back and strong enough to do so for quite some time, mostly depending on how tired he is. So, it looked oddly cute to see Storm laying down with Error's head on his side, but it wasn't unusual considering Error is okay with large dogs and is often the one to help them, but he still likes pit bulls. He thinks they're adorable and misjudged. They get the evil eye from people just because their pit bulls, and that's not entirely understandable. At least, from his point of view.

Anyways, Error moved around a bit before he got comfortable and closed his eyes for a nice, long nap.

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