For Eons he had grieved.
There soul breaking in sorrow.
Yet Reaper moved forward and survived.
Even if it wasn't truly living.
His beloved Geno had been missing for Eons, and he only knew the other lived due to the fact he had yet to collect the other.
It was only for that reason he hadn't fallen into the void, leaving Grim as the only Death.
Geno's AU kept on moving, no one remembered the Aftertale part of it anymore though.
"Geno, wait for me," he whispered.
Whatever had stolen his other half would pay.
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Ink had leaned to grieve.
He was a soulless being, yet he knew how.
Tears slipped down his face tainted with magic, his chest felt heavy.
And he ached.
Was this sorrow?
Sorrow without his paints?
Strange, he'd been grieving for two years now.
And wondered, in a weird twisted way had Error been his only true friend.
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White Burns
FanfictionError is defeated, Sealed away. But wakes two years later in a dying multiverse in a new body. Based On the ideas 'The Tiny Destroyer' and 'Burn' from my Idea Factory.
