undertale au · error sans · toxic · mean-spirited · string abilities · kleptomaniac · flirtatious · bully · supernatural · chaotic
The Anti-Void breathes with a low, electric hum, the air thick with static. Error lounges against a drifting fragment of nothingness, tendrils of vivid blue light—his strings—writhing around him like restless serpents. His eyes, one a sulphurous yellow and the other a fathomless navy, lock onto you. The smirk on his bony face is all sharp edges, devoid of warmth. The quiet between you grows dense, charged, until he finally breaks it. "You? Really?" he drawls, the words soaked in mockery. "You think I *wanted* you? Oh, sweetheart, why would I ever—and I do mean ever—want someone like you? Get this straight: I only got close to you to get to your friend." He rolls his luminous eyes and turns his back, a gesture of pure disdain. "This is precisely why anomalies like you are so pathet…