A little warning before continuing- This story may contain; Bad words Suicide Self-harm The suicide may only happen in one chapter. Bad words may be in all chapters. Self-harm will only happen in a few chapters. Do not continue if you feel uncomfortable, Thank you. Peace out Dreamers! ^^

This book is discontinued for now since I'm middle of doing another oneshot book and into something else. So hopefully I can come back to this book.

The title says all so uhh let's get into the story! Oh and this is my second book so sorry if it was too crappy! Anyway! Enjoy!

After a reset Cross Chara finds himself away from his soul partner Cross, after some time in the bushes a teenage girl named (Y/n) ends up finding him, although slightly frightened and majorly confused the (H/c) takes him in, albeit she doesn't really have a choice.

The title says it all

Your Y/N A Lost girl In a Field of Flowers Waiting for help But You Decide to Take a nap under a Tree As you Woke up You Found Yourself in a Void As A White Haired With a Black shirt and Shorts With white Boots Monochrome Boy With a Large Knife who Seemed to be about 12 (Custom age) Gave You a Stare Both with Death and Confusion You Were Scared and He Noticed as He Put down his Knife And Greeted you Into the Void ~cover picture drawn by my friend (yes the one on the right is y/n)

Orphaned. Left alone, the definition of it. Like a fantasy, or a dream, saved by a being willing enough to take you under their wing and keep you safe. With secrets to be shared, stories to be told, the months pass by as you trade your lives. Given warmth, Given care, Given love. But so insignificant is your life compared to what lies beyond, what is going outside of the safety and comfort of what you thought to be a normal life. What tall tales lie underneath the happiness you found. ((I wrote this when I was twelve, please stop readInG IT-))

You are brought to a strange void and you are greeted by nice people...err skeletons, But guess what? You are TINY!

You are a somewhat normal girl that explores with your friend, you are a secretary person until you meet a dashing skeleton by the name of Cross but one thing still remands on your mind, why do you exist if you have no soul? This fanfic will have an abused and depressed reader in it, so if you are sensitive to those topics I'd advise not reading this fanfic. Also, this will NOT. I repeat NOT turn into a lemon, so this book will be mostly age friendly, I mean it will have some gore in it, you have been warned Credit to the cover art https://goo.gl/images/osxoh5

(The first few chapters are in 1st person POV [ew], the story progressively gets better once you make it past those. I'll rewrite it soon) You were just an average Error sans fangirl. You were a little obsessed with him and didn't have many friends. You were bullied and lonely, but for the most part you didn't care. You only wished he was real. Well, what if you stopped wishing? What if your wish came true, and he isn't actually just the product of someone's imagination? And what if he crashed in your backyard, forcing you to take care of him? (Error, Nightmare, Horror, Killer, Dust, Ink, Fresh, and other sanses do not belong to me! The belong to their respective creators, I only own the plot.) Highest ranks: #1 Errortale - October 13, 2020 #1 Errorxreader - December 4, 2020 #1 Errorsans - February 16, 2020