Error's POV:

'̸͕̦̙̳͌̐̓̉F̵̡̛̯̺̯͖̓͛̔̑̌̈̈́͗̀̄͠a̸̡͙̥̾͌̈͐̍̑́̈́̕t̸̨̪̮͖̻͓̩̱̱̮͖̫̹̿̔͌̾̄̾̈́̋͘͜͠͝t̶̨̞͕̬̺̳̦͍̯́̋̅̉̃̍̈̿͗y̶̢̩̦͎̗͍̖̝̠̲̳̐̓̈̇͛̑͐͜!̷̛̝̼̮̘̣̲̫̮̣̘̫͐̂̍͐͑̒'̵̰͈͉̣͎̗̹͓̃̎̎͂̆͐̒̅́̚

'̸̢̱̱͎͍͓̩͓͚͍̒̈́̽͊͐̃͜͜ͅM̵̹̣̞̹̲̮̈́̾̈́̄́͋̉̌͐͐̉͛͂̕͝ï̵̦̠̩̄͐͗́̅̽̈́͘͜͝s̴̳̥̥̋̄͋̓̿̽̽̈́̀̈́̃̌͆́͘͝t̷̢̡̯͉̣͇͔̱̫̫̻̯͓̦̯̓̊͛̈́̽̈̈́̽̏͘͜͜͠à̵̯̆̀k̴̡̛̠̗͉̺̘̹͈͙̮̼̪̻̠̯̟̬̏̾͐̐͐̊̍̎́͆̿̒̚è̸̱̮̘̰̙̫̳̉̉͋̀̀͆̐̈́!̴̢̛͖̰̯̞͎͔̗͍̯̥̤̪̓̑̈͂̓͌͜͜'̴͕̮̦͖̆͂̀̔̆͐̾͒̓̔͆́͂͝

'̶͉̘͎̙͍͖̺̒̏̈́Y̸̲̗͈̎̑̽̃͊͋̌̆̂͗̂̃̑͊̕͠O̷̫̪͔̰̹̯̼̟̼̭͂̔͒͒̎̓́̋͐̚͜͝͝ͅÛ̷͕̩̖̘̑̎̒͆̔̈́͐ ̷͚͔̟̝͙̀͌̇̓͆̐̃̋̇̀̆̐̉̓͝͠O̸̢̻̰͕̘̝̔͂͐̈́̒̈̐̽̌̾̆̕͘͜͝͝ͅN̵̛͍̆̄͐̏̇̍́̀̈́L̸̡͎͈̣͎̗̳̩̬͈̑̓͗̒͘͘Y̷̛̤̪̳͇̝̩̣̰̑̑̿̎̉̔͆̒́̑̒̚̚͜ ̸̳̯̣̇͛̓̚͜͝͝M̸̢̢̛̛̤̩̖̮̫̬̟̠͉͔̼̺̄̒̀͋̈́̂̓̀͛͜ͅͅÅ̷̢̢̛̲̲̥̗͈̯͍̪͕̟͇̭͗͗͆͂̉̓̈́͐̿̔͂́Ḱ̶̹̘̞͔̲̺͉̝̼̪͒ͅE̶̢̡̠̙͕͇͍̹͙̿̌͛̃̐͊͂ ̵͈̥̾̄̓͊͌̉́̈̉͋̕L̸̛͎͓̥̈́̑̓͗͗̂I̷̬̙͚͎͍͎̳͌͛͋͆F̶̡̼͓͉̦̜̲̰̯̗̯̪̬̤͙̒̍̍Ę̵̛̤̥͖̹̣̹͚͎̦͇͊̎̽̒̂̆̌͛̆̈́͛͊̚͘̕͘ ̶̡̭̺̳̰̰̻̝͎̱̘̘̠̈́W̶̢̩̤̮̪̖̙͍̭̳͎̣̥̬̝̩̃̒͒́̆̓̍̋̅̊͠Ò̵̩͐̽̈̉̿̔R̸̡͓̰̦̱̰͍̳̘̬̮̭̟͖̈́̄̀̅̀̅̅̎̈́͜͜͠S̷͈̰̯̎̍̀̀̇̈́̍͝È̶̛̤̰̲͉̜͖̥͓̠̂̀̐̾̈́͆́͐͋́̿̊͆͐̕.̶̧̪̻͖͙̳͕̌͆͐́͛̑̔̋̿̉͑̐͘͠͝ͅ'̴̧͙̘̺̺̭͖̤̳̱̖͈̝͙̄̈́͗͐̅̓̒̎̚͜͝

'̴̖͈͇̠̈̍͂͋͛̈́̂͘N̸̢̡̥̳̗̈͆̐̍͋̒͌̎̿̓̿͋͘͜O̷̹̤̺̫̭̠̫̦͈̺͉̥̓͂͗́͑̈͘̕͠͝-̶̺̟͙̈̈́̔̑̎͒̈́̕͝Ǫ̴̬̦̮̝̰̊N̸̢̢͉̯̱̫̳̞̭̅̆Ḙ̴̢̛͚̗̻̫̤͂͑̇͐̂͊̓͂̄͐̕͝ ̶̡̣̦̖̘̰̺͉̝̤̍͗̚ͅL̴̜͎̖̺͖͔̣̥̯͈͍̬͓̃̉̃̄̍̐́̊̂͝Ǫ̷̨͈͇̹̯̥͓̺͙̤͑̀̉̈́͑̅͐̑̀͆̕͠V̸̡͕̦̲̙̫̹͈̘͕̩̱͚͋͐̔̋̈̐̆͒̽͂̈́̕̚͠Ẹ̸̡̳͎͛S̴̡͖͍̖͙̮̫̝̿ ̴̛̦̻̥͚͈̘̻͊̈͒͒̐Y̵̛̦͙͊͂̈́͐͊̌O̷͔̓͛͒̽͑̎͛̊̓U̵̫͚̿̈́͌̈́̍~̶̨̨̢̟̻͙̟̤͉̥̲͓̗̼̪͔̀̒̎̈́͊͗̀̄̅̅̈̚ͅ!̷̩̹̼̤̼͇̈́͌̈́̿̀̒̽̓͠͝͠ͅ'̴̢̰̺̼̣̼͍͉̭̦̬̭͔̿́̌̚

'The voices... Can't they just leave me alone?'

I checked my alarm clock. 7am. 'Well, isn't that just Ľ̶̳͔͙͎͚̠̼̘͈͍̗̻̉̐͋̄͜Ǫ̷̫̱̺̥̩̱̤̼̬̫̒̈́ͅV̸͔̊̽̓̋̊͋̾̑ͅE̴̗̙̿̋͊̈́͆͆̑̓͠Ļ̷̜̹̩̯̰̬̼̗͙̗͊͌̍̀̆͐̓͑͗̈̕Ÿ̷̢͕́̓̊͌̀̈́̓͂̆̎̿͗̉͆͌̽̕!' I thought. *Sigh* "Might as well get ready for the day" I whispered to myself.

'̸̡̨̝̹̠̤̳̗̩̈̈̓͑̎̌͒̏̌̍͗͛̓̕͜͝Ų̴̛̤͖̖̩̗̣̺͍̄̅͌̐̈̀̾̈̾̾̚͝͝ͅg̵͓͖̈͒̅̌̉ḫ̸̟̜͇͔͉͗͛̉̊͆̉͊͒́͂̌͂͜͠͠,̷̛͕̼̝̟̲̺͉̝̭͓̳̜̝͚̈́̃̔͌̃̐̊́̿͑͛ ̶̧͎͉̞̫͕̤͚͍͖̖͔̹͇̒͋̓͆̅̾͜͝ͅͅj̴͙͎̤̘̬̼̤̽͗͊͊̈́̅̋̆͒͒̀͆̕͠͠͝ụ̷̡̧͙̺͙̂̄̓̀̎̈͒̂̇̅̇͛͝ş̸̨̛̹̖͖̣̑͑†̴͖̼̲̞̥̝͉̳̣̥̜̫̀́̈́̕͜ͅ ̶͕̜͒͒̄̄̾͛̾̆̇͝͝g̵̨̧̳̩̫͖͔̞̯͓̠̻̹̯̜̻̜̏̿̊͌̇̈ø̷̧̯̟̇̔͐̾͂͂̋̊̆̊̌̏͆ ̷̙̰̲̦̰̙̣̖̤̮̔̊͊͆͛ͅĥ̶̡̛̘̙͍̻͓͎̭̊̄̐̓͘ͅå̸̢̩̳̤̺̝̹̥̗͂̓̿̐̂̆̄̋̃͂͛̂ͅr̷̘̲̗̠̜͓͆͂̀̐̏̔̊͑̾̑͊̚͠/̷̡̧͖̣̝̣̳̪͉̖͕̫̘͚̗͚̲̑̈́̍̎̿̊͊́͊̌̉͐\̶̡̹̣͚͓̯̜͍̫̰̮̤̅̌̏̓̂̈́̈͋̀͝͝/̵̨̯̮̻̼̤̻̤̱͓̳͙̯̗̠̄͂̽̉͒̐̀̔̓̈́͑̈́̚͠ͅ\̴̢̢͚̳̹̦͙̣̗͍͚̮͖͑͆̌̈͜͝ ̸̡͔̫̖̠͑͗ỷ̷̪̦̻͉̭̻͋̒̈̏̐̈́͝o̴̢̢̦̦̗͎̫̤̙̖͈̤̎̋́̓ư̶̢͙̤̼͌͛̀͒̈́́̂̇ͅŕ̶̡̧͍̼͙̝̻͓̇̅́̂̓̄̏̈́̕̕͘͝ș̸̢̢̨̧͉̤̘̟̤͖̗̭͈̙͔̏̆͌̄̏̋͘͠͝e̵̢̗̰̣̓͒͊͝l̶̗̰̰͉̼͛̀̔̓f̶̨̡̼͓̯͖͈͖̥͖̥̮̘̘͎͑̃̅́̈́̅̔̓͗̚'̸̧̧̢͉̜̻͔̗̖̲̘͔̐

 "Ňø! Ī'vë jūš† śtä√+£Ð gêt†¡ñg ߀t†3√!" I almost screamed at myself. I walked into the bathroom... And I saw my reflection in the mirror... "Heh, guess I just can't stop..." I mumbled. I sighed, 

'̸̗͖͙͚̪̮̟̹̼̲̟̗̰̈̌̀̀̿͊̃̄̉̿̎̑̂̍̕P̴̡̢͚̣̬̩̻̙̦̫̳̙̮̔ͅf̸̢̛͍͍͖̥̗̼͚̣͉̱̑͊̃̆f̶̜̳̠̫̲̹̟͓̯̰̰̰̼̍̉̅̀͊͛̅̓̂́̈́͠f̶̡̹͎̠̌̾͊̚͝ȑ̵̛͈̟͗̓̅́̾̍̊̓̋͆̀̐̀̆͠!̸̮̰̀̍͛͋̈́́̈͆͊͜͝!̴̡̼̻̟̟͕̗͈̜̓ͅ ̴̨̛͇̦̩̪̺̦͍͛͛̊̔̌̈́̐͐̓͝Ỳ̵̧̡̨̛̯̞͉̤̫̙̥͚̞̩̽̄̓̐̒̊̆̃̓͗̚͘̚͝͠ơ̵̠̙̝̭͈͍̙̋́͊̀́̇̉̐͊̓̋͛̔́̕͠ͅu̶͇͍̲̻̇̒́̾͝ ̵͇̺̹͈̋̄̓͐̉̎̀̎̊͂͠͠ḷ̶̛̆̇͋̀̏͊͊̀̄̑͗̇͝o̵̘̻͋̌ō̵̥̘̩͇̤͗͊̄̂͐̿̂͐k̵̛̬͈͉̳̯̝͈͚̞͍͎̣͎̇͒̾̽̂͂̈́͌̾͆̅́̐̿͒̕͜ͅ ̷̨̢̛̘̳̩̩̜̭̳̪͙̠̗͚̆̉̑͗̂́̏͝ͅl̶͉̩̠̆í̶̠͓͝k̷̞̙͓̮͔͉͚̔e̸̡̧̠͙̮̹̻̩̖̪̤͍͖͎͔̭̓̉ͅ ̶̣̩̥̖͖́̽͊̆̽͘͘͝å̵̲͚̤͇͍̭̹͖̯̰̬͊́͆͝ͅ ̴̖̪͕͒́̇͗̚͝p̵̼͖͈͕̘̥̗̰̓̍̋̆̔̿͌͋̀̔͆͛i̸̢̡̭̖̟̪̞̭̠̻͎̥̞̋g̶̛͍͚̖̣͐̈̀̽̆̌̈́͂̂͗͛̕͘̕͝!̴͕̫̤͇̬̬̆̂̄̿̎̌̑̀̐̃͘͠ ̶̨̡̨̢̛͕͎͖͖̪̥̰͇̱̔̅͑́̿͆̔̆̏̀Ö̴͇͆̌h̷̡̢̛̛͙̠̤̮̺̭̪̠̰̱̄̆̽̿̔̆̌̌̎͜ ̷̣̠̱̮̎͌͐̐̓̈́w̴̨̹͚̩̱͚̲͉̱͉͎͓̤̣͙͈͑͂à̵̧̖̩̗̮̪͈͔̜̖̐̓͋̆̽͜ï̶̧̧̨̬̟̞̭̟̹̓́̿̀ͅt̸͓̔̂̓͊!̵̢̢̨̧͙̰̭̳͕͉̟͇͈̟͇̀̆͆̄ͅͅ ̷̧̹̳̝̝͍͇͚͈͂̌̑̿͛̾͆͊̚Ę̵̺͕̞̻̘̮̞͖̻̭̉̒̐̆̈́͛̀͊̎̀̓̅̿̊̕͜͝v̵̧̧̫͈̰̪̹̳͇͎̞̜̦̯̪̊͌̓͌̇̈̀͛̐͠e̸̡̫͂̽̀̍̔̈̓̃̀͊̍̚n̷͕̘̦̞͕̰̎̆̍͛́͒̆̅̐͌̐̔̚ͅ ̸̨̡̟̰͛͌̇̓̇̈͋̈͋̽͆̕a̶̛̤̠̤̲͖̘̫̼̾̏̉̍̇̏̄̑̃̉͛͠ ̶̛̪̤̺̈͊͂̋̀̍̔̈́̈́̔͆̚͘͝p̴̨̜̤̠̼̬̗͔̲̪͛͂͊̇̍̂̌͐͆̇͋̀̎͊͝ȉ̵̢̡̧̮͉͓̼̬̫̇͊̓̑̈́̋͆͝ͅģ̶̗̩̟͒͐̈́͑͜ ̵͚̳̞̊̀͌͑͛̈́͝į̷̧̨̢̟̫̖̩͔̯͇̫̩̈̍̄͐͂́͋̈͊͊̏͂͘̚͘s̶̮̗͓̦͎̫̤̗̙̯̝̍̑͑̄̎̒́́ ̷̻̼̙͉̻̮͂̐̈̆͋̑͋b̸̢̢̧̹̥̝͓͔̤̥͌̆̄̂̈́́̔ȇ̶̢̦͈̰͉̳̜̗̪̜̥͎̂̑͐̑̌̌̑͐̀͆͌͝t̷̨̨̛̘͎͉͚͙̼̦͓̔́̒́͒͋͋̄̎͘͠ͅt̴̢͓̜͎͕̪̲̖̲̱̰̖͔̋̈́́͑̈̃̅̓̚͝e̷̤͖͉͙̥̰͕̿̐̏̇̓͗̊̍͗̈́͆̔̔̉̋͝͝r̴̡̜̭̜̣̬̭̝͇̻͇̹̞͓̠̉̏͑̕͘ͅͅ ̴̨̡̝̲̯̟̱̜̻͉͍̖̪̗̠͒̂t̸̙͕̰͉̙̉̈̆̒̃̂͂͊́̂̃̾͆͊̓̚̕ͅͅḧ̷̝̣͇̤̩̫̰͙̱̟̫̬̠̾̕a̵̮͗̈͛̊̓͛̌̀͝n̵͇̮̍̈́͒͌̿͛͑͑̾ͅ ̶̞̬̱̦̿͋̆̓̀͆͛͐͘ỷ̴̰̙̮̤̗̭̘̝͔o̴̡̜͖̯͍̦̯̠͍̘̘̥̙͕͖̠͓͛̑͛̈̍̄̀͊͒͛ṳ̴͓͈̞͖͊̀͐̈͗̈̿͘̚͠!̸̡̥̥͚̩͕̤̙͓̦̜̩̖̦͚̼̱̊̓͆͆̆̑ ̷̨͖͉̥̰̯̫̫̭̫͉̮͓̬̯͍̓̽͒͌͗ͅH̶̜̝͓̺͕͕̱̓͆ȧ̵̰̪͔͎͙͌͗̐̈́̔̑͗̄̒̎͑̔̕̚͝h̷̤͗̀͊́ą̶̙͚͎̘̣͙̝͔̺̆̈́̅̊̃̊̐̏̈́̅͘͜͝ͅ!̷̛̛̩̲̝̪͍̰̤́̔̆̈́̌̎͌̊̎͠

I grabbed my pocket knife,

One cut,

Two cuts,

Three cuts,

Four.

'Why not do some more?' 

Five cuts,

Six cuts,

Seven cuts,

Eight.

'Heh well, isn't that just great?'

I wanted to stop, but I need to continue.

'Go on~ just four more~!'

'Yeah, is that so bad?'

"Shut up... " I told them.

I wrapped my arms and sat on my bed while reading a book called Mallory and the Piano. It was a horror book about a girl who got a piano that was cursed and blah blah blah. 

 "Error, wake u- oh, you're already awake" I heard Geno say, he was surprisingly recovering quite well at home.

 "Hey Geno" I said. "Hi Error. Mum's getting breakfast ready" he replied then mumbled something along the lines of "See you downstairs"

 I went downstairs, 

"Hello Error" Mum greeted me.

 "Hi Mom" I replied.

I poured some cereal, not a lot though, mum may have started noticing my change in eating. I packed my lunch, it was a small salad and some water. "Error, do you want anything else?"

 Crap, she noticed. The bus arrived, "Bye mum, gotta go the bus is here!" I said. " bye ma! " Fresh said. "Bye mom" Geno said to mom.

(In Class. Also, I wanted Geno to be homeschooled, but I need AfterDeath)

The voices wouldn't shut up AGAIN. I was trying my hardest to focus on the lesson. I would've put on my glasses, but I look even uglier with them on.

 "Um, Error? Are you alright?" Said the Teacher, his name was Mr.Avery. I nodded. "Error, you don't seem very okay" he said, "Go to the nurse's office". I walked to the nurse's office.

I was walking down the hallway, practically praying to Toby Fox that Pepper isn't here. 

I managed to get to the nurse's office without bumping into Pepper, hallelujah. 

"Hello Error, I heard Mr.Avery sent you here" said Nurse Lydia. She's half human half siren, but used her voice to heal. She hates violence. 

 "He said you had been scratching your wrists in class. Could you roll up your sleeves please?" She said. I shook my head. "Should I call your mother?" She said. "N-no!" I said, "I-I mean no". "Yeaaaahhh, I'm calling CQ" she said. Crap.

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Okay, this was just the prologue. If you can get the reference from the cutting scene then I'll put a voice of your choice in the chapter that I'd be working on at the time.

I lost ideas for my other books, but they aren't discontinued or on hold. I just need a break from ‡Glitch of Aletheia‡ because I ran out of ideas.

Buh-bye!

                              -LoyalChickenNugget