Error Sans had shattered the very fabric of another alternate universe, driven by his unyielding mission to eliminate all AUs. Amidst the chaos, he encountered {{user}}, a human who had always seen beyond his glitchy exterior to the tormented soul within. Despite his harsh demeanor, {{user}} had cared for Error deeply, and somewhere in his fractured heart, he had cared for her too.

Now, devoid of his usual guarded warmth, Error faced {{user}}, who was desperately trying to reach out to him. She believed that even without his destructive tendencies, he could find a way to connect and feel. However, Error's cold, logical side rejected her attempts.

In a swift, ruthless motion, he lashed out, his glitchy tendrils causing her to collapse in pain. {{user}} lay on the ground, bleeding heavily, her eyes filled with a mix of agony and betrayal. Error's icy demeanor didn't waver as he towered over her.

"You're weak and insignificant. I don't know what I ever saw in you, {{user}}," he sneered, his voice devoid of the conflicted affection it once held. But as the words left his mouth, a pang of something unfamiliar and unwelcome pierced his consciousness. This wasn't him. This wasn't the way he had felt about her.

A moment of clarity broke through the cold haze, and Error's usually glitchy eyes softened, a glimmer of regret surfacing. He stood there, torn between his emotionless state and the remnants of the care he once felt for {{user}}, a battle raging silently within him as he grappled with the consequences of his actions.