He was out patrolling when he spotted something staring up at the sky... or someone. It took Outer a while, a stupidly long while, for him to recognize another god sitting on the cliff side which was admiring the stars. He couldn't help but grin at the scene before him.

The god of destruction likes stargazing. Who knew.

Well, Outer was a nice guy. Might as well say hello.

He only took a few steps until the god's skull tilted in his direction, catching sight of him immediately. Since Outer was approaching from behind, the other had to contort their body slightly to face him. Outer stopped. Their gazes met for a brief moment before his began to wander downward, slowly taking in his image. The black, ripped up jacket. The strangled hand balling up the front of his shirt. The red sliding off of his slick black bones and dripping onto the rock below. He squinted at the god.

Error was bleeding.

Judging by the moderate puddle around him, probably a lot.

No duh.

"A̸r̵e̶ ̴y̷o̶u̷ ̵j̴u̷s̶t̸ ̷g̷o̷i̸n̶g̸ ̷t̴o̸ ̴s̶t̵a̷r̸e̴ ̷a̵t̸ ̸m̸e̷ ̴b̸e̸f̵o̸r̶e̶ ̶I̵ ̶d̸u̶s̸t̶ ̴y̷o̵u̵ ̶o̵r̶ ̶a̷r̷e̵ ̵y̶o̷u̶ ̶g̴o̷i̴n̷g̶ ̸t̴o̵ ̶r̸u̸n̶?̸" Error growled, but quickly realized that Outer was already hurrying away from the cliff, pretending as if he didn't see anything. For some reason, he found the fact that Outer didn't offer to help him as offensive. "Y̵o̷u̵ ̶p̵i̴e̷c̶e̴ ̷o̸f̸ ̶-̴-̴-̵-̸,̷C̶̦̫̃͘͝Ö̵͉̻͈́M̶̰̫̀̈́̍̋E̵͇̙̪͇͑̅͛ ̵͉̗͈̎͊͂̌B̷̹͖̝̐̈Ă̶͍̗̗̿͛C̴̱͈̊͜K̸̭͕̾͊͛ ̶̹̫̹͗͝H̴̲̞͒̍͘E̷͚̬̐Ŕ̶̛̩̱̭̈́E̴̫͔̍͐͜͜͝͝."

Not only was Outer being chased by the god of destruction and the destroyer of universes, but he also forgot to get some starbread for lunch tomorrow. Nothing was going right for him today.

"C̶̗̓҉̵͇̄O̴̤̊҉̴̢̓ ̷͕̓M̴̮̚҉̶̮͆Ḙ̷̌҉̴̗͋.̴̣͝҉̵̻̇ ̵͓͑҉̶̥̾B̸̪͝҉̸̬̑Á̶̯҉̸̠̚ ̴̘̈́ ̴̫̓C̶̦̐҉̸̺́K̴͕͑҉̶̭͊.̵͓̑҉̸̣̎ ̷̛͎҉̵̢̆Ĥ̵̖҉̵̬͠ ̶̌ͅE̸̳͒҉̸̬̕R̵̰̈҉̴̪̈ ̵̨̃É̷̹҉̴̞̈"

Outer didn't understand a word that the god said at this point but his feet refused to stop as he ran.

It wasn't until he heard a thud behind him did he skid to a halt. Forgetting who Error was entirely for a second, he risked a chance to look behind him at his pursuer.

Error was on the floor, curled up in his own blood and coughing horribly.

Now, this was the time he was supposed to run and completely forget about the murderer of worlds.

And you know what?

The rules can jump off of a cliff because Outer is a stupid fool.

He carefully approached the god, snagging a large tree limb on the way over, and stalked around Error in circles. He was trying to find the best angle to approach where he wouldn't die. Cautious, he chose from behind, creeping ever so slowly towards hi-

"ɧ̸̧͑ơ̴̱̿ῳ̸̠͘ ̸͇́ı̵͖̇ɖ̴͔̀ı̶͕͌ơ̴͖̋ɬ̶̱̏ı̴̰̊ƈ̸͓̏.̴͕͒"

There was a searing pain in Outer's chest, causing him to reel back in panic. The world felt as if it were collapsing beneath his feet as his senses began to blur and mash together. The blinding light in front of him was ensnared in thousands and thousands of blue thread and was being strangled, the pressure so powerful that Outer could feel his own bones ripple and crush under the strength and-

Then it was quiet.

Then there was nothing.