This life as Error Sans.

CH.1: Death, then life.

A/N

Author here, I'd like to say thank you for choosing this story to read
Just to clear things up, the first few chapters will be about [REDACTED] finding or getting used to being error.

If you have any suggestions for future chapters, feel free to comment it. <3

Enjoy!
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"HeLl0" {speaking}
'hello' {thinking.}
hello {action.}
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*Death.

It's all fun and games until you experience it yourself.

Who knew such a normal person who was (unfortunately) unemployed to have such a f̶̦̍ạ̵͋ẗ̸͈́ē̸̠?

Just so you know, I am... Or, well, WAS a pretty normal person. I was a major undertale nerd as a kid, grown up to be a stupid and childish adult with anger issues.

Also, no I wasn't murdered by truck-kun, car-kun, or even plane-kun.

Well.. This is stupid but.. I died by humiliatingly slipping on a banana peel down the stairs, which cracked my head open like an egg.

Stupid I know..
But that's not why I'm explaining all of this.

The reason why I'm explaining my past life is because.. I'M SO DAMN BORED!
SERIOUSLY! WHO KNEW HELL WAS AN EMPTY VOID OF WHITE!!!!

IF GOD WANTED TO FUCK ME OVER THEN THAT'S THE WAY TO DO IT!
10 MINUTES INTO THIS EMPTY WHITE VOID AND I'M ALREADY GOING NUTS.

"SkR3w yOu g0D!!"...huh?
'wait who said that.'

{ [REDACTED]'s POV}

I looked around, hoping to find whoever said that.. Wait

'God I'm so dumb'

"h-HeLl0?.." I jumped as soon as I said that. 'That wasn't my voice.'

my voice wasn't as glitchy as that.
My VOICE wasn't as distorted like that.
MY VOICE WAS DIFFERENT.

'okay, calm down..deep breaths..Maybe I'm finally hallucinating..'

"UhHh.." NOPE IT'S COMING FROM ME.

'Ohh my god..noo.. I'm gonna panic at this point..take deep breaths..'

I put a hand on my chest, taking slow deep breaths.
After a while, I calmed down.
Though my chest felt rough.

I felt confused when I looked down at 'my' short(?) body, seeing an oddly familiar outfit.

"WhAt tHe.." As soon as I said that, I flinched.
I squinted my 'eyes' in annoyance.. 'I really need to get used to this voice.'

My gaze then changed onto the black, red and yellow colored skeleton hand that rested on my chest.

"A4HhHH51!!" I yelled out, panicking from the 'random' skeleton hand that rested on my chest.

As I wanted to moved my right hand on instinct, the skeleton hand moved as well.

I panicked even more as I started to move my arm, making the skeleton hand move in sync as well. Was it mimicing what I wanna move?

I stopped panicking for a second as realization dawned on me.
But I decided to test it out.

I wanted to move my hand up.
It moved up as well.

I wanted to make a fist.
It closed into a fist.

'is this...is this my hand..?'
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A/N

OOP CLIFFHANGER!!
Anyways, this is my first story and I really didn't know how to go with it..

The next chapter will probably be about trying to get used to the body [REDACTED] reincarnated(?) Onto.

Of course since this is a "reincarnated as error" story, I'll try my best to start the excitement and adventure soon.

Just hang onto your seats because I swear it will get better, the same goes for my writing.