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I don't know why, My hands slowly moved and hit the TortureTale button. Everything glowed around me as I brought into a place called snowdin. This snowdin wasn't the snowdin I knew. It looked like... It looked like nobody had lived here for a long time and this place seemed to be abandoned by monsters. Is this what TortureTale looks like?

"P-please! Stop! I beg you! H-help me!" I heard someone yelled from an abandoned house. The house looks old and dusty, The woods as if going to break if I touch it, Dusts covered the house with a hint of small light from there. It's random to hear someone asking for help in this empty, lonely and abandoned town. I can see the house and all because of that weird voice that mixed up with my body, Even tho my eyes still bandaged.

My minds snapped when I heard crashing sound and a sound of someone or a baby crying. I gripped on my jacket, Looking at the house. Should I hep them or not? It's strange to be the one who suspect things instead of someone who killed the other living things. Maybe it feels strange because I'm used to it. Heh no wonder.

My option is, Help them. Maybe they get some information of where am I right now, But I doubt it that they're still alive. I briskly walked to the house as gently opened the front door. Surprisingly it wasn't locked so I entered the house as the house filled with small light from the door I had just opened. I stepped my foot on the wooden floor as it made a sound, as if its gong to break into two. The crying still continues, Which means that they are still alive.

I heard a slapping sound and a whipping sound. Who am I kidding? This is a TortureTale. It seems the sound is from upstairs. To be honest, This house reminds me of Sans and Papyrus' house because they looked familiar except this one is abandoned. That's why I must be careful, There might a group of gang waiting in the upstairs to beat the shit outta me. I walked and stepped on the stairs. It made some creaking noises but at least not so loud.

Why would Ink create an AU like this? Even tho if Ink creates this, Why I didn't know of this AU? Weird. I'm in front of door right now. As if time freezes, It looks like I must make a decision to risk myself and safe them or play safe and leave them. When I'm going to turn my back from the door, I heard a scream. A scream in pain, The voices of begging to stop, A crying from behind the door. It reminds me of my state when I beg for them to stop the pain, But nobody came. I won't let anyone have the same fate as me, Having nobody to safe you.

I swiftly opened the door and got a baseball bat that randomly appeared next to my feet. I couldn't use magic right now, If I'm using magic right now, My energy will drastically drained and I won't be able get moving or I can passed out if possible. The man flinched and immediately turned their back to face me, Raising a gun and a whip in his other hand. He let go of the whip as the gun was pointed at my forehead.

"What are you doing here? Leave or burn in hell." I was shocked when I saw that man was Gaster. The monster that was tortured looked like a young version of Sans and Papyrus. They were badly damaged, Especially Sans. There were burning marks and bruises all over his hand and legs. It won't be permanent if I help heal him. I looked back at the abuser, Glaring at him.

"Let them go, I want you to leave. They're still young, Abuse someone who's your size." Gaster heard my monotone voice as he chuckled. His wicked sly smirk appeared on his face. He thought that he was dominant but oh, How wrong he is. He didn't know who he is facing. I'm the forced destroyer of universe. Oops, I mean ex destroyer. I'm no longer a destroyer, I'm free now.

BAM!

I heard the sound of shooting, But I'm not the one who got shot. The man in front of me, I mean the abuser in front of me gasped and fell down to the ground. Bloods spilling out of his body like a waterfall. His body getting colder as his body slowly stopped moving and he's dead. The things that happened is, He shoots and I reflect it with the baseball bat somehow. The bullet accidentally reflected and hit his body, Piercing his body like a knife. I'm lucky that I can see that shot, Thanks to this newly vision.

I kicked his body away and walked to the younger version of Sans. He stared at me in a terrified look and scooted away from me, Yelling for me to get away from him. Warm blue tears leaked out from his eyes as he was currently afraid of me. I let the baseball bat fell down to the ground, The sounds of the baseball bat clattering were heard. My face held an emotionless look, As I stared at the Sans.

"M-mister... P-Please don't hurt me." He pleaded and get on his knees with his hands were tidy, touched each other in a pleading gesture. His clothes were torn and dirty, Covered in small bloods and stitches. I bent down to his level and my hands slowly reached out to him. He shut his eyes in fear, His body was shaking, Waiting for pain. I touched his head and softly patting his skull in gentle motions, Slowly rubbing his skull in comforting manner.

He opened his eyes as more tears flooded out from his eyes, "I won't hurt you. You don't deserve pain." My voice managed out giving a small and gentle words for the kid to calm down. He immediately hugged me and cried loudly. I feel his warm tears soaked my jacket and t-shirt, I didn't mind tho. I slowly placed another arm on his back, Softly caressing his back and mumbling that he is safe.

He clutched my shirt, Slowly stopped crying. His tears dried on his face as I kept patting the kid. He really reminds me of myself, How I take all the pain and cried. My face softened, "Do you have anywhere to live?" I asked gently. He shook his head in denial, He didn't have any place called home. How poor, I decided to ask another question.

"What is your name?"

"Name?" I flinched when he stared at me in curiosity, Not knowing what a name is. His eyes sparkled and kept staring at me. How he couldn't know what his own name is?

"A name is... uh... a word that someone call you... something like that." I shrugged.

"Um... brat? is that a name?"

". . ." I was speechless. He thinks that is a name? He looked at my face and scooted away from me in discomfort. He was scared again. He whimpered softly, Slowly started sobbing again. I hugged him close and shut my eyes. His eyes widened and hugged back, Leaning his small head on me and closed his eyes.

"The person you fought is my father, H-he drinks alcohol and loses his sanity again. He started abuse us till you come. N-now he is dead, We don't have anyone anymore." He sobbed, His tiny skeletal hands slowly clutched my jacket. I gently wrapped my arms around him, Ignoring my phobia for once. "Now you have me." I whispered to his ears and released him. He stunned for a few seconds and started crying again, Mumbling thank you all over again.

"Don't leave me... like my mom did." He spoke softly

"I won't." I answered back.

"Will you stay with me and my little brother?"

"Yes."

"Forever?"

"Forever."

A small smile escaped from my lips, Softly patted him. A younger version of Papyrus crawled to me and get on my lap. Nuzzling on my chest and slowly fell asleep. He is adorable, No wonder that everyone like him. Not only adorable, He is kind too. I wish I have a brother like him, But I'm all alone. I sighed as the kids had fallen asleep easily. Both of them nuzzling me and didn't let go. From now on, I will call them Null and Void. Their new name is Null and Void. Null for Sans and Void for Papyrus. Both of the meanings are empty.

I smiled as I stared at the kids. You'll be alright, You and I will be safe and sound. I will never let you both go, I don't want the shadows to kill the light. No one can hurt you now, Because I will protect you two from now on. I will protect them from Ink and Fate, Even if I have to sacrifice myself. I will do anything to keep them happy. With all of my soul, I promised that they are safe with me.

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N I G H T M A R E

I was nearby the meeting room of all the sanses, Hearing cheering and laughing. They all were happy because Error wasn't here anymore. I balled my hands into fist as I kept hearing how happy they were about the died destroyer. I didn't believe that could happen. But look back to the time, He had tried many things to kill himself. He hated himself and kept blaming himself that's his fault.

He didn't deserve this, He just a skeleton. He was forced to do this job, He didn't do anything wrong in his entire life. How many time he had save this clumsy me, How many time he had saved the others life and sacrificing himself over and over again. I couldn't count anymore, It was too much, He was a nice person. He wasn't a bad person. But people looked him as a bad person, He never try to harm them. He only tried to do his job and leave soon, He didn't want to fight and harm others.

He didn't even deserve to be blind, To be badly injured, to be tortured by all those sanses. He only take it all, Didn't complaining or saying something. He took all of this and bottled it up. He didn't let the cap of the bottle open till it full and he couldn't take it anymore, He had tried distance himself away from me and my group, He was afraid that because of him, We all will be in trouble. I smiled bitterly, Remembering all the memories I spent with him.

How I wanted that time to stop. But now I felt that the time actually freezes, I'm the one who stuck in the time. I can't get out from this news. Error didn't deserve that, He was too pure and nice. He had given us life, foods, emotions, warmness and his kindness. He took care of others more than himself, Sometimes he even forget to take care of himself. How I wanted to slap him and made him realize that he was worth it.

He shouted for help, But I didn't come. He was hurt and needed comfort, But I didn't say much. As if he was a titanic, He was beautiful and full of mystery, But at the same time he drowned deep down in the sea of pain. He always here for us, In happy moment or sad moment. But we weren't here to help him when he needed us. How I wanted to push him away when I'm feeling down, But he kept getting closer to me and dragged me out of the dark and cold sea. But he didn't drag himself out at the same time. As if all bullets made hole around his body, He acted that he was fine.

"Remember! Negative plus negative equals to positive. That's why we need to stay close." Error's words filled his mind as he gritted his teeth. If he had helped him earlier, He won' be like this. He heard laughing and happy talking about Error's death. He needed to do something!

[A] Stop their party now

[B] Leave this place

[C] Gather teams and planned this first

[D] Keep hearing their conversation till ends

'You need to make the choice Readers' I said to the readers whose currently stalking me. Or reading this book.

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"It hurts, But it's okay. I'm used to it." - E

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A/n (Important) : Haha, TortureTale won somehow. At first I thought ExperimentTale would win. Guess what? I'm wrong.

They are neck to neck honestly, TortureTale is 17 while ExperimentTale is 16. I will tell you what happen if you choose if you choose ExperimentTale in a book. It will be in a book called, 'Announcement Book'.

Also thanks for 3K readers, Wow, I just started 3 weeks ago and I reach this many. Thank you for your support! I appreciate it!

Also I was sick, My stomach is hurting, my bones are arching, my vision blurred, I'm feeling cold and my body is tired. Please tolerate/ tell me if there is grammar mistakes or misspelt words. I won't be able to update so soon, Maybe taking 4/7 days per update.

You also noticed that I'm writing longer than usual. Long chapter but a long time, It's better than nothing right? :)

You also asked why you must choose options, Why Error's safety in your hand, Why I pull readers into this and why you need to vote. I want to have a better communication between me and you, I also want you decided how the story will going so you won't be drowning and waiting for the update.

It also makes you feel free to comment or giving opinion more and more without having any problems communicating with others. I accept any comments of votes, supports, cursing, auto correct, random and haters. I just accept it because I can, I don't mind if you hate my idea of pulling readers into this.

If you hate my personality, my writing style or my friends, I'm fine with it. Nobody is perfect you know? Every people have advantage and disadvantage.

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