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An Error is quite literally a mistake in reality. Usually generated from magic gone wrong, or the offspring of a larger error that becomes unstable enough to split itself off. They come in all shapes and sizes, but the one thing they all have in common is their ravenous need to consume reality.

You know what happens when an error eats things, they glitch out and become more of the error. But what happens when somebody real like you eats an error? Will you make it real again, the way it makes the things it eats unreal? There's only one way to find out.

You hunker down over the still-glitching mass and scarf it all down before you can think twice. It tastes... like a mistake. There's no other way to describe it. It tastes the way being wrong feels. At last you stand and wipe the traces of unreality from your face.

Well, no sense sticking around. You still have plenty of daylight so you set out to find your next adventure.

Soon enough, you start feeling ill. Your stomach moans and grumbles, your limbs feel heavy, and you break out in a cold sweat. Could it have possibly been something you ate?

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