'Haha! Does it make you feel bad? To know you can never escape?'
"sH-shUt uP! yOu'VE bEen sAyINg thOSe KiNds oF thINgS fOr fOrevEr!"
'Only because you'll be with us forever!~'
The skeleton was silent for the rest of the time, allowing the voices to torment him freely. He sighed, shifting his mainly black bones to sit up. His clothes weren't that colorful, and were in darker hues of color. He had a black coat, designs of spirals stitched down to where his it ended; his knees. There were large, blank patches of unstitched places in his coat. At the collar of his coat, (that was indeed lifted up and covering the sides of his chin) there were no designs at all. He was saving the collar specifically for designing when he would see the real world.
Though, for him, despite his wishes, the Anti-Void was the only world he knew. The only world he remembered. The rest of his attire was simple. His coat was open, showing a plain red T-shirt with white suspenders connecting to his black jeans. He didn't have any shoes, and, to be frank, he didn't know what shoes looked like anymore, so he couldn't make any for himself. He had large, red, circular glasses about three feet away from himself. He didn't think there was a point to them anymore. The voices had convinced him he wouldn't need them, for he wouldn't ever see any other colors than the colors on him and the white around him.
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Trapped
FanfictionIt's been years of being alone in that damned, anti-void and someone had finally appeared. Someone had finally given him hope. He, Error would do anything to make him stay. Or maybe he wasn't doing this for the person, maybe he was doing this becaus...
