Ink, or Nightmare.

It would be necessary to choose Ink, seeing as Nightmare 'lives' with him.

Either way, Error was going to learn something from the two.

"Hey N-Nightmare, we can talk about that later back at the mansion." He tells him, Nightmare glares at Ink for a moment, before nodding "Fine. I'll go leave you two be. If you need me, I'll be hanging out with your brothers." He mumbled, turning around to leave.

Ink snickered "Yep, what I asked did peek your interest." He says.

. . .

Error sat next to him, he was just idly staring at his glass of wine. He has never tasted this, yet it smelled sweet. It tempted him a bit.

"So, first thing is... You jumped earlier when I mentioned something about Fate, in which I also spoke up about earlier too. Also, I just read about that line in a book. I thought it'd be all scary and stuff." Ink chucked, looking at Error "I was also right about that. And, I have no idea what Fate really means, it just crosses my mind. And well, I wasn't scared about the line, I was sorta surprised about how you reacted. Why did you react that way?" He asked him.

Ink swirled his glass a bit, the ice hitting the sides softly. Which, his drink was also wine. Because he doesn't like beverages that are mostly just alcohol whatsoever. He thinks it makes people cranky.

Error perked up, "And how is this related to your first question...?" He murmured, remembering things to why he hates Fate itself.

"Dunno, I was just wondering. If you don't want to answer it, then I'm alright with it--"

"Fate, is one's inevitable end, or certain path that can't be changed no matter what. So, there are two individuals, one creates, and the other destroys. Who do you think will win?" Error asked him bluntly, Ink blinked, thinking about it for a few seconds.

"I'd say... Maybe the creator? What's this about?" He answered him, his hand on the table as he tapped it lightly, Error looks away "What if, the destroyer was doing it for a reason? And that, it wasn't for his own selfish reasons that no one understood? And that the creator kept doing something that's endangering everyone else?" He added to the question.

Ink blinked a few more times hearing that, a hand on his chin "Huh... Then my choice would probably linger to the destroyers side. But... If no one understood what he was doing it for, then it would be inevitable that the destroyer would lose, for who would want to support someone's actions that would possibly kill others in their perspective."

Error eased up hearing his words. Atleast this Ink had a mind to use.

"...Fate favors only one huh. I get it." Ink laughed softly, though it wasn't the happy one that you'd usually hear from him.

Ink coughed "That's out of the way, and I'm sorry for whispering that behind you and well, asking it. It's like you've actually experienced what you just answered." He grinned curious.

"Now, my actual question. It's about those 'timelines' of yours. You mentioned them when you had a session with Dream. You know, because of your nightmares?" He started,

"You said you... Saw yourself. But in like, a white never ending room. And what was more creepier, is that you also mentioned that I was standing right, right behind you. Like I wanted to attack you."

Error tensed, the scenario of that exact moment replaying in his mind quickly. He shook his head "Y-Yes, what about those?" He said. Ink averting his eyes as he whistled "I've read something in those classified documents from the Paranormal Activity team. It took me a few to get them, but I discovered that there's an area maybe a few thousand kilometers away, where the air suddenly gets foggy." He tells him.

Error widened his eyes, he remembers landing somewhere foggy.

"And after that, the fog subsides within minutes. As if something was there and just passed, leaving." He took a deep breathe "I was thinking, didn't you go there nearly a month ago? To the time before you disappeared?"

Wait... The Error of this place went there...?

This takes things at a whole new level.

"I did...?" Error mumbled, Ink nodded "You did if I recall. Someone in your division notified the nearest ally when they knew about your trip. And well, Blue was the closest one to answer it. He just shrugged it off as he told me."

Error took a deep breathe, his hands on his face.

'If that was the place where I landed when I did my escape... Was it possible for me to have left the portal open... Or for portals to activate only there...?'

Hunter, Error knows that Hunter was the one who found him there. To the place where he landed in.

Error stood up, glancing at Ink "I'm sorry, b-but I need to use the bathroom. Could you point to where it is?" He asked him, Ink looks at him confused but pointed a finger "It's over there... Uh... Are you okay--"

Error already took his leave, Ink lowering his finger slowly "Okay...?" He moved a bit to take his drink, now in his own thoughts.

When Error did find the bathroom, he locked himself inside a stall and took his UI out, extending it to three open screens.

He started to manually refresh the information on his counterpart.

Error (Glitch)

STATUS: DEAD

DISTANCE FROM YOU: 40401KM

He started to overwrite and force refresh. The information suddenly updated.

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Error (Glitch)

STATUS: ALIVE

CURRENT TIMELINE: MAFIATALE

"N-No way... You mean... He never died...?" Error murmured as his eyes kept staring at the words 'Alive' for a minute, flicking his finger back down after. the UI disappearing.

He needs to find Hunter--

KNOCK KNOCK

"Error? Is that you inside?" Someone asked from the other side of the door, Error now knowing it was Hunter who did. Speak of the devil.

"Y-Yes, what's wrong?"

Hunter sighed in relief "Oh I knew who I saw enter here was you. Atleast I remember your sense of style right?" He laughed.

Error opens the door and sees him with a smile "Hi." He greeted, Error smiled back in return "H-Hi... Is there something wrong...?"

"Oh, I guess what's wrong was me. I felt sorta alone here seeing as I'm still new. I feel a lot more better hanging around with you. Can I walk with you?" He asked with a hopeful tone, Error's sudden question slowly lingered away as he took a deep breathe.

"... Sure. I guess w-what I needed to do can wait." Error answered leaving the stall and room. Hunter shook his head and followed him quickly and happily.

"Right!"

. . .

. . .

"Okay, I'm really, really confused! What's even going on?!" A tall, dark toned skeleton yelled confused, behind a wall as he kept himself from getting hit by gunfire.

"This is our turf, you clueless idiot!" Someone yelled, firing another shot at him as hit hits the wall.

"You're firing at a officer, you shitheads!" The skeleton peeked, his sidearm out before firing his own gun. It hit one of the offenders in the shoulder, it fell down to the side in pain.

"Well 'Officer', you can go fuck yourself and die!"

Hearing those words, the individual tensed, seeing an alleyway when he turned the other way.

"I need to get clear and comprehend to what's happening... Shut up...! I know what I'm doing you don't need to tell me what to do!" He grumbled, standing up and fires his gun. When they took cover, he ran away into the alleyway, turning another corner before disappearing.