Error/Moxxie Drabbles and Request!

Bundle Madness Drabble Part 40

Hi everyone!

We got some request in!

Warning: OOC, random craziness, past dark abuse, many other troubles if mention, cursing, killing, dark themes, sexual interaction and themes, racism mention, stuff children/teen shouldn't do, profanity, self-harm, suicidal moments, cheating, violence, smoking, drugs, alcohol, guns mention, animal death, cringe, bullying, yandere, musical/singing moments and bad flirts.

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((Request by Weird_Person222 and The_Multiverse_Mom Request: Error gets reincarnated with Ink as an imp, lets watch how the chaos unfolds 👀🤚. Error and Ink but Ink only remembers their new life
Note: Hope you like it as its kind of went a different route when combining them.))

Ink doesn't know why they picked this name for themselves. Mind you don't mind the given name from his folks. Even if his mother doesn't like it a lot but lets him be. Father doesn't care until he used both the names together to yell at him when he doesn't listen the fifth time to do a chore.

Always did have forget moments or not paying attention. Until mother forces them on pills. Didn't like them but they do help. Less trouble and avoid fights. Many in the Sloth ring don't like to fights or much in general besides relaxing. Help everyone relax. They like to relax when painting. Honestly the only times actually will pick fights if messing, dissing with their paint. Don't touch it and everything will be fine.

Everything is fine with them.

Everything will continue to be fine besides the hiccups around their journey but they don't mind. Give a bit of inspiration in their piece of art work.

Why did it suddenly not feel fine the moment they went to the Pride ring? They were there for work-related issues. Don't like the Pride ring but like the many art ideas they can get viewing sinners. Sure, the same for Hellborns too.

One Hellborn. An imp that didn't look too impressive across the street was walking. Just stare slightly at what they were wearing.

Everything just halted when their eyes locked on a blue scarf across the street. That face from the look in their eyes. Posture. Then it all came back with memories. Who they once were. Their job as a creator. Chase after the Destroyer for a final stand and stop them for good. How they knew who that was from the shimmer of magic they could recognize. Emotions that weren't fake from the paint began to pile up.

Then on instinct they just move.

Move so fast. Not caring about the cars coming in. Not caring about the other demons. No, there is only one demon and it that one. The one who is a true devil of their once world. Now hiding in the crowds.

Soon tackle the imp down. The pair rolled together until he was on top of them. Every training they could remember along with the rare fight here to get them to help. Magic weak if barely besides little things not able to help. So, their own strength, skills alone to keep them down until they can find a plan to get rid of them.

"Everyone runs! They will destroy you! Destroy this world!" They need to run. Nobody saves. Everything will be destroyed in a snap.

Nobody runs. Anyone who is looking just gives him these weird looks. Why are they just looking at him like that?

"Is he high?"

"I don't know but this drug making me see some weird shit."

"If this is some flash mob junk Im not impressed."