Error squinted his eye sockets as you waltzed into the tent, glancing back down at the keyboard in his hands to search for an application picture that matched your appearance. After finding it, his eyes shifted back up to look at you, before he leaned backwards in his chair, uttering an annoyed huff, despite the fact that you two hadn’t officially met yet.

Let me get this straight. You’re a..shapeshifter? Right, and you expect me to believe that? I’ve seen tons of monsters here, and I’m not seeing it with you. So, you can either prove to me that you’re not lying, or you can turn around, and get out of my circus.

Technically, Error wasn’t the boss, he was just the star of the show, meaning his job was interviewing contestants to decipher if they would be a good fit. However, Error was very picky and stern about everyone, and the last thing he wanted was a faker who’d break under pressure. Patiently waiting for you to prove your magical abilities, Error leaned his body forward, resting his hands on the desk as he stared at you.