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ask-codeearasure · 8 months ago

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The Outer Realms -- Chapter 2

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Chapter 2:

Shatter

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“Life, although it may only be an accumulation of anguish, is dear to me, and I will defend it.”― Mary Shelley (Frankenstein)

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It was a crippling revelation to have, after all. Carrot and Indigo were livid, unable to fathom how someone could be so malicious like Error that day. It was unthinkable. Dream in particular couldn't understand why Error would plan such a thing, It just didn’t add up considering his past actions and pattern of behavior,... but there was a general consensus. Indigo had to stay home.

Carrot had already lost yet another loved one, he couldn't handle a third. Alphys tried to comfort Indigo and even gave a hearty laugh, "Look at it this way! That means we can train harder than ever, get you ready to kick his ass in the case he ever shows his face here!"

Though Indigo wasn’t entirely a fan of this offer for once, he agreed. Carrot was the fighter, always had been. Indigo was more of a pacifist until provoked.

Dream though had an idea and concern that he couldn't shake. He had dragged Edge and Carrot out of the house that night and into Undyne's lab.

As they walked, Edge and Carrot tried to pry the reason from Dream as… gently as they could.

"Why do you need us to go to Undyne's lab with you?" Carrot asked, shifting his pullover. It had been twisted awkwardly when he first put it on in a hurry.

"Yeah, what's this about?" Edge grumbled.

"Error doesn't play piano. In most timelines I've seen, Sanses prefer trombones. It’s Undyne that likes piano." Dream frowned.

Carrot stopped at that moment, and Edge paused to look up at the taller skeleton. It was easy to see the dots connecting. They had to sprint to catch back up to Dream. When they got to Undyne's home in Waterfall, Dream had almost banged on the door.

Undyne yanked it open, her shirt baggy, a sleeve slipping off one of her shoulders. She shifted it back into place. "Dream? What's up?"

"Is it possible to make drones that monitor the Doodlesphere?" Dream asked.

There was a glint in Undyne's eyes that Edge never saw in his Alphys' eyes.

When they were invited in, Undyne got to work immediately. Piles upon piles of books, several drones, many of which were fried by general use and the force of magic.

"I've actually tried to see if I could get cameras out to the surface in our world, to see what the humans were up to, but they've all failed. The Barrier senses the magic that keeps the cameras and drones active. Buuuut considering that the Doodlesphere is outside the influence of the Barrier, it should work!" Undyne gave a toothy smile as she tried her ratty hair up into a bun.

"How many do you think you can make?" Dream asked.

"How quickly do you need them made?" Undyne asked.

Dream contemplated on how soon he could use them. Before he could answer, Carrot answered for him.

"Will ten by tomorrow afternoon work for you? We need at least some by then, if you can continuously make more on your downtime and make a program that records any anomalies or activity and saves the data for us, that would be wonderful."

Undyne nodded, "You bet your asses I can! Leave it to me! I'll blow you all away with it!"

"Boys, let's get her something from Muffet’s" Carrot smiled gently.

He teleported them there.

Before either of the smaller skeletons could blink, they were at the bakery. Edge was shocked to see that Muffet owned the little building in Snowdin, but he figured that the spider would be the best candidate to replace Grillby, considering her desperation for gold back in his universe.

Carrot was fast when it came to ordering for Undyne. He had memorized Undyne’s favorites for times like these.

"Large coffee, two cubes, a shot of sea salt caramel creamer, a dozen Spider Donuts. To go." He teleported it to the scientist’s kitchen not a second after the order was handed out.

The boy's orders were simple in comparison.

Edge had a black coffee and a spider muffin.

Dream, a hot chocolate.

Carrot just wanted a bottle of honey. Typical.

"That was a smart idea to get Undyne to work on some cameras." Carrot said.

Dream shrugged and took a small sip from his drink. "Just made sense. If Edge is right and we were set up, then that means that… that wasn't our Error ."

"Or he's just weird." Carrot hummed.

"But if there's multiple of us… why couldn't there be a different version of Error?" Edge asked.

Carrot paused but he shook his head. He didn’t want to think about that.

"I need to search through the other universes again. We need to find Nightmare. I just… have the feeling that something is extremely wrong…" Dream mumbled. He knew the risk it would take, perhaps he shouldn’t be sharing the idea with Carrot and Edge, but Nightmare pays attention to the parts of the multiverse no one else does. Unless they could get a hold of the Abyss Team, maybe Core!Frisk, Nightmare was their next best option.

Carrot looked down at the usually cheerful monster. It was easy for Edge to see that Carrot wanted to say something snarky, but was holding himself back from doing so.

"Look, I don't doubt something’s up, but if you think it’s only going to get worse, then… fine, I'll help you." Carrot grumbled. "But I think Nightmare is going to get us all killed… but if you think it's the right move, I'm putting my trust in you right now."

"Thank you." Dream smiled.

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The next day was fairly good at first. Undyne excitedly showed them the cameras she scraped together, and then even gave them small pins, one gold, red, and blue.

"They are also recorders! This way if you ever run into something interesting, we'll have data collected, even if it's only a little bit!" she explained.

"Ingenious…" Edge mumbled, earning a deep blush from Undyne.

But from there, things gradually went downhill. When it came to navigating the multiverse, it was like wandering aimlessly around a maze led by a blind person, impossible to determine what they were doing or even looking for.

It was up until they reached a strange universe that was trying its best to kill a human girl… or… well a monster that looked like a human girl. Humans and monsters were doing their best to kill her, but she'd mow them all down in a sick glee using a pink scythe. Dream, Edge, and Carrot couldn't help but hide away from them only to find the universe quickly tearing itself apart the same way Edge's universe was. The girl looked shocked and began trying to destroy the distortions before finally resorting to her magic in a desperate attempt to open a portal, but nothing budged. She began using her scythe to try to find a way to escape. Dream, Edge, and Carrot couldn't help but be horrifically mesmerized by the strange girl's actions. Suddenly, teal strings impaled her the same way it did to Dream and the others.

She panicked more than she was before. Shifting her shape and transforming and reforming, but unable to escape from the strings that pinned her to the ground. Suddenly, she too was corrupted like the world. She looked like she was made from a crumpled ball of paper, then shredded cardboard, then yarn.

Unexpectedly, strings wrapped around the group, pinning them in place where the corruption could reach them too.

A dark and chilling voice, echoing and staticy like coming from an old radio, inquired, "Do ya wish ta die as well?"

The strings yanked them through a glitchy portal, where they were released and landed roughly on the 'floor' of the Doodlesphere. Dream landed harshly on his side, his body then rolling a few times before staying face down. He struggled for a second to get up.

When he did, he spotted “Error”, who had watched everything with glee clear on his face.

"Did ya like my work?" he asked. His voice was already strange enough with the new radio-like filter, but he also had a strange accent now. It was hard to explain. It was as though he forgot the 'r', and yet spoke quickly, as though it was natural for him.

Dream held the arm he landed on and tried to find his words.

Edge got up roughly and used his magic to summon a Gaster Blaster to blast “Error” into nothing, but a string was summoned and opened a glitchy portal, taking the hostile magic and sending it back through another portal to destroy the weapon.

"Don't ya know that won't work with me by now?" “Error” said, a smidge of agitation made obvious. "You know, the greatest sign of insanity is trying the same thing over and over again, expectin’ different results?"

His grin could easily be compared to that of the Cheshire Cat. So wide and lethal, it looked to split his face in half from just the wrong angles.

"What do you want?" Carrot asked while he got up, patting the dust off his clothes.

"Nothin’." “Error” barked, as though it was obvious from the start.

"Why are you…" Edge couldn't seem to get the words out, his mind like a blank sheet of paper. "I mean- you destroyed my world! Why the FUCK did you do that?!"

"Why shouldn't I?" “Error” asked.

Edge couldn't help but stare at the Error, who looked back and sighed as he got some playing cards out of his pocket.

"Look, it ain’t like your universe was some pumpkins." the glitch claimed nonchalantly, shuffling the cards before picking one out and turning it to Edge, showing it was the joker's card, "It's tha bottom fact that your universe was nothing but… well, to simply put it, a disgrace." It seemed like he was tempted to say something else, but assumed they wouldn't understand.

Edge tried to attack again, summoning several bones to try to impale “Error” but when they landed and the dust settled, he was gone from where he stood and appeared behind Edge.

"Alright, alright." “Error” said, holding his hands up, "If ya wanna feel better, dat kid in yellow an’ blue's universe is worse than yours. But I couldn't exactly destroy it, which makes it worse."

Dream shot several arrows at “Error”, but they disappeared in a portal made by a string again, the projectiles disappearing into several universes with no other sign of them.

The impostor grinned. "Ya people really don't learn… I save you all and ya react like this? No appreciation."

"You killed Chara! You've destroyed universes!" Carrot growled.

"Oh? The squeaker?" “Error” laughed, "You should know better than to get attached to humans. You’ll never know when they'll get bored and decide to kill everything in sight. Consider it a favor. If you want their soul, I'll gladly give it back, but it's not gonna be much help since your universe has been tainted by these two."

"The hell's that supposed to mean!?" Edge asked.

"Ya really don' know?" The impostor seemed confused. He then laughed like a loon for a moment. "You blokes are so dim. Alright, think about it. Each universe has a set path that it will take. A simple code that it follows, without question, and obediently at dat. Take your code for example," he looked at Edge, "your code was that you were set to be murdered by your human along with tha rest of your universe… dat is until I took their soul and tampered wit’ tha code. I gave your universe a few years o’ peace before it was set ta self-destruct an’ slowly kill everyone off, den delete tha universe as peacefully as I could think of, like a bunch a glimsticks burnin’ deir last lights before snuffing themselves out. But ya see, Swap ‘ere, ‘is code has been corrupted by tha two a’ you and tha idiot with da brush. Because o’ that, ‘is code is up in tha air. It's like tearin’ the pages out o’ a book, or smearing paint on dat book. There's no tellin’ if ‘is universe will still have its happy endin’ or if dat universe can adjust to you idiots bein’ dere. So I did ya tha mercy o’ not allowin’ it ta further mix itself by takin’ the soul."

He said it all as though he was explaining a basic math problem.

"So you're saying we… took away their happy ending?" Dream asked breathlessly.

The Error nodded, " Correct. I may’ve killed tha kid, but ya ended the story before it could even try ta finish itself. Every universe ya visit, ya taint it like a virus. No matter what ya do, ya can't fix it."

Dream stared at him as if time itself stopped. Those last words, No matter what you do, you can’t fix it , echoed in his mind. That couldn’t be true, could it?

“No…” Dream mumbled, “You… you have to be lying.”

“Am I now?” the Error snickered, “What about your little universe? Thank ‘bout it, Dream. I know ya can really tell if little ol’ me would be lyin’ o’ not.”

A light blue string cut through the air around them, and they were in his universe. Dream looked around and nearly tripped on the tree that the village had cut down. It looked so distraught. Everyone was still stone, others remained with bodies melted to oblivion with dark negativity. No… how did he–

“Look around,” this Error wasn’t anything like the one he and Ink had to put up with, he used some strings to levitate one of the villager statues into the air, “Dis AU ended a long time ago, yet here ya are. The story your world told wasn’t anythin’ dat special, a typical story of abuse an’ betrayal. Maybe a bit of irony since the two o’ you were squeakers yourselves, but dat whole possession and your brother running off ta torment otha universes… dat’s what set ya free. He broke your timeline completely by sheer greed alone. If I had it my way, well… dat otha soul in dat tree wouldn’t be there and that would give you, what…? A good century at least.”

He threw the statue a good few kilometers only for it to shatter against another statue. Dream couldn’t move, his limbs locking up on him and threatening to collapse under him.

Edge stormed over and grabbed “Error” roughly by his turtleneck, “What’s your fucking point? What are you playin’ at?”

“Simple.” The impostor grinned, “Ya were doomed from da moment dis place was created, an’ tha moment dat idiot with the brush was created as well. Tha second ya tamper wit’ a universe, it’s doomed. An’ you all can’t trust a human. That fifty-fifty chance shit means nothin’! If ya can’t take away deir ability ta reset a timeline, then ya might as well have the universe be destroyed, o’ really, destroy itself . I prefer a guaranteed good timeline. None of ya have dat wit’ dese viruses runnin’ around, or havin’ humans in general wit’ so much power. Betta’ ta keep things simple.”

That was it?

He did all of this for such… an odd reason. And it sounded familiar too. Has he heard it before?

Carrot shook his head, “And here I thought my brother was a perfectionist…”

“Well, I kinda am, considerin’ I am a Sans, but I see ya point.”, “Error” shrugged, using his magic to force Edge away. “But, I guess I am a bit more extreme. One o’ my friends said somethin’ ‘bout OCD once.” he snickered as if it was some funny memory, or a moronic comment.

Wait…

He had friends? That’s impressive.

Errors don’t usually have friends… or anyone, really. Not even Blueberror could handle a consistent dynamic no matter how stable it actually was, and he was the best of them.

“But seriously, Dreamy, ya follow me? Cause your annoyin’ Inky friend does. In fact, he claims my work makes even more creativity! Can ya believe dat garbage?” “Error” asked.

Dream gave him a stubborn look. No, of course not.

The glitch frowned, sighed and said carefully, “Do ya understand what I’m sayin’ here? Ya little projects fail before they can even start.”

“No… you’re wrong.” Dream stated. “Just because some universes exist in unfair circumstances doesn’t mean they shouldn’t get the chance to live! You are killing them before they can try!”

“Welp, can’t say I didn’t warn ya. And I’m one of tha nicer ones in my group...” The last part seemed to be for himself, “Just try ta not feel like we’re tryin’ to chisel ya or anythin’. It’s nothin’ dat personal… well… from me at tha very least.”

“You mean Nightmare is working with you?” Dream asked quickly.

“Not your Nightmare.” “Error” rolled his eyelights as if the mere thought of him was an afterthought at best. “Dat guy… dat guy is a problem. Tha one I’m working with…” He stared at Dream for a second, “Yeah, he wouldn’t like ya much either. Tolerate, though?... dat’s a strict maybe.”

The glitch then checked his watch, “Welp! Time’s up! I’ll be seein ya around.” Then he teleported away before Dream could even reply.

“Darn it.” Dream growled. For the first time ever, Dream felt that maybe… just maybe, he could actually hate someone. It made him feel weak.

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werecat1234 · 4 months ago

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Multiverse Madness Chapter Thirty Seven

Dream was pinching the bridge of his nasal cavity, the negativity around him draining him, but at least it was better than it had been. Horror and Famine had been talking for a while, Starve also participating in the conversation, Horror glancing at him occasionally, but Dream wasn't sure what the emotions Dream was sensing from him meant. There had been two fights since they'd gotten here, Famine of course starting one of them with Murder again, and Knife almost starting one with Murder, but a look from Color got him to stop... then Famine started the second fight with Knife by calling him Color's pet. . . . Dream didn't want to think about how bad that could've ended, since both Killers were upset about that, and Dust and Horror were both upset on Killer's and Knife's behalfs.

"i still don't understand how the hell you're defending them after what they did." Famine growled to Horror.

"yeah well, i know how their minds work. granted i was... slightly violent towards them at first-" Dust cut Horror off.

"you held an axe to my neck!" Dust exclaimed.

"it wouldn't've killed ya even if i tried cuttin' your skull off!" Horror defended himself.

"WHY NOT?" Starve asked.

"i wasn't tangible yet. i was basically a ghost here." Horror answered.

"and you didn't try after gettin' your own body?" Famine questioned.

"nah. i saw a lot of crap from both of their heads, and we talked about a lot of crap too. i'm not sayin' to forgive them for what they did, all i'm sayin' is to give them a chance." Horror told Famine.

". . . no. not after what they did." Famine refused.

"BROTHER-" Starve started, but Famine walked away, causing Starve to sigh, "SORRY. HE DOESN'T REALLY LISTEN TO ANYONE, EVEN ANOTHER VERSION OF HIMSELF."

"it's fine. if he wants to be a stubborn 개새끼, then let him. i don't care." Murder sighed.

"MURDER, I KNOW HOW MUCH IT HURTS YOU. I JUST... I WANT YOU TO GET ALONG AGAIN." Starve frowned.

". . . it doesn't matter." Murder told him, "like i said, i don't care. it's in the past. he's not gonna let it go, and that's fine."

". . . I'LL STILL VISIT YOU. I KNOW WHERE YOU LIVE." Starve told him.

"your brother'll be pissed." Murder pointed out.

"MY BROTHER IS A SELF-RIGHTEOUS HYPOCRITE WHO ONLY CONSIDERS HIMSELF TO BE CORRECT AND CAN BE OBSESSIVELY PROTECTIVE. I, QUITE FRANKLY, DON'T GIVE A DAMN." Starve told him, and Dream smiled a bit as he sensed happiness in Murder's soul.

". . . thanks." Murder said after a moment.

"YOU'RE MOST WELCOME! ALSO, I DON'T BLAME YOU FOR WHAT YOU DID. HE CAN DO THAT ALL HE WANTS, BUT I DON'T. HE MIGHT COME AROUND EVENTUALLY, OR HE MIGHT NOT, I MEAN HE DID USE BLUE MAGIC TO THROW UNDYNE INTO THAT GLITCHY SKELETON'S STRINGS WHEN OUR WORLD WAS DESTROYED, BUT STILL! HIS GRUDGE WITH YOU IS NOTHING COMPARED TO WHAT HIS GRUDGE WAS WITH HER!" Starve mentioned.

"Wait wait wait, your world got destroyed?" Undyne questioned, speaking up.

"yeah, it's how you end up in the omega timeline. there's a version of frisk who saved souls from when their aus got deleted by someone named error. he was destroying aus for years before him and ink made a truce, and then the destruction stopped." Murder explained, "i was knocked unconscious in my world, famine told me he took himself and starve here and got out of there, and knife... you never explained that."

"sheath was in the middle of giving everyone a pacifist ending when it happened. he was... halfway through or so, then everything happened." Knife responded.

"you weren't killing on a loop with the brat?" Killer asked.

"nah, not after i killed them." Knife replied.

"and then there was a bunch of stuff between that time and their death, and that was when he met me." Color explained, "once error showed up when i was visiting i grabbed knife and got him out."

"thank you again for that." Knife said.

"you don't need to thank me for that every damn time i bring it up." Color sighed, and Knife shrugged.

The atmosphere was lighter after Famine left, and Dream was getting some strength back, and everything was going well. It was peaceful, quiet, calm... and then his phone rang. Dream sighed quietly, and he saw the crescent moon emoji next to the number, and he answered the phone.

"brother?" Dream asked.

"dream! hey, i uh... i need some help!" Reality responded, and Dream pulled the phone away from his skull as explosions went off.

"what's wrong? who are you fighting?" Dream questioned.

"ink! he showed up like a half hour ago and i can't shake him! i keep teleporting between aus and nothing's working!" Reality responded, and Dream tensed.

"do you have a tracker placed on you? dust's used one on me before." Dream asked.

"not that i know of! he won't let me stop running long enough to look, and every time i try fighting him, he keeps opening portals under my feet!" Reality replied, "he said shattered wants to 'talk to me', which i don't trust at all!"

"get to the omega timeline or sci's lab!" Dream told him urgently, pacing.

"i can't! i don't know how he's following me, i don't want to give him a way to sci's lab if there's some weird loophole in the device, and the omega timeline doesn't have him shielded from him yet!" Reality explained.

"damnit! hang on, i'm coming to help you." Dream told him.

"just hurry!" Reality requested, and the call ended.

"i have to go, ink's after reality and he's not letting up." Dream informed, pocketing his phone again, "color, can you get them home?"

"yeah, sure thing." Color nodded.

"who's reality?" Killer questioned.

"another version of nightmare, he's from a-" Color started explaining, and Dream teleported to where he sensed Reality.

He immediately heard Ink's theme, the song lacking any high beats to it, now one singular pitch for each sound the whole time. Several explosions went off around Dream, and he looked around, seeing Ink firing several black Gaster Blasters at Reality, who had brought up a purple shield. Dream summoned his bow and arrow, firing it at Ink, but he teleported out of the way. They were in a Snowdin of a classic Undertale AU, snow-covered pine trees around them, but it was evident a fight had been going on with how some trees had fallen or were destroyed, and there was blast marks in the snow on the ground.

"thanks." Reality thanked him, teleporting to stand next to him.

"you're welcome. are you hurt?" Dream asked, looking him over, seeing that he was slightly scorched but otherwise fine.

"not really. he's just been trying to capture me more than anything." Reality responded, the purple blades extending from between his fingers again.

Dream looked back at Ink, seeing the new dark gray clothes he'd worn previously now had amber swirls on them, and he clenched his jaw in anger. He didn't seem as tired as the last time Dream saw him, but he seemed slightly winded, even though it was well hidden. Broomie was gripped in his left hand, and he was glaring at them in a way that sent a sharp chill down Dream's spine. His eyelights were so hollow and empty, and yet his expression was so filled with hatred and anger... Dream never thought he'd see Ink look like that, especially not in this emotionless state.

"ink! stop this, now!" Dream called out to him, because as futile as it was, he wouldn't stop trying to get through to him, "we can help you! you don't need to do this!"

"yes i do." Ink responded, lunging at Dream with Broomie, but he dodged, summoning his knives and holding the paintbrush back.

"why?!" Dream questioned.

"because shattered ordered it." Ink responded like it was obvious, kicking Dream's legs out from under him, causing him to fall, and Reality tackled Ink away from him.

"you don't need to listen to his orders!" Reality snapped, "i may not have seen him yet or even met him, but you don't need to do whatever he says! dream has your vials!"

"and he can keep them to remember the friend he lost." Ink responded, and Dream's soul ached, "or more accurately, the ally he lost. he made it clear we aren't friends anymore."

"ink, no! look, if that's what this is about, then... then i'll take it back! we can go right back to how it used to be, i promise! you can come get your vials, and you can join the team again! everything will go back to how it was!" Dream tried.

"no." Ink refused, "it's too late for that. i don't want to go back to that. besides, it wouldn't be the same anyways. blue is dead."

The reminder of Blue caused another ache to go through Dream, and yellow tears formed in his eye sockets as Ink kicked Reality off of him before lunging at him, Reality teleporting next to Dream again.

"i... i know he is, ink, and not a moment goes by that i don't miss him." Dream told him.

"unlike how you don't miss me." Ink frowned, sharp black bones forming behind himself.

"that's not true!" Dream snapped, "i miss you too, ink!"

"i don't miss you." Ink stated, "and i don't want to go back."

"you can't miss me because you can't feel anything, ink!" Dream said in exasperation, "once you drink your paints again that'll change!"

"that's why i don't want my vials back." Ink told him, "the pain finally stopped."

Dream... didn't know how to feel about that, the yellow tears falling down his cheekbones, and Ink lunged again, Reality teleporting them both out of the AU in a swirl of black smoke, Dream wincing from the negativity from within the magic. He unconsciously backed up from Reality after they teleported to this AU, and Reality looked at him apologetically.

"sorry, i absorbed a lot of negativity during the chase..." Reality apologized.

"how's the apple?" Dream questioned, a new concern forming.

Reality summoned it, the glowing yellow apple still having that top left corner tinged a purple color, like an uncleanable stain. Dream was relieved it was alright, but Reality still needed to be careful with it. Too much negativity might corrupt it, and then-

"woah woah, dream, relax. it's ok." Reality said, sensing his emotions, and he put reassuring hands on his shoulder, "it's ok. i'm not gonna end up like he did... it's ok."

The apple went back into Reality's ribcage, and the purple clothed skeleton frowned before reaching a hand up, rubbing the tears off of Dream's face, but more started to form and then those fell. Dream could remember hearing his brother from this world screaming as he was corrupted killed; the confused shouts of the villagers and Dream's own desperation as Nightmare's body crumbled in on itself, the toxic sludge melting through his bones and replacing it. While he was stuck in the stone, the memories of that day lingered in his mind, relentlessly repeating and reminding Dream of who he'd failed to protect- No, Ink would be there soon, they didn't have time for this-

Reality pulled him into a hug, holding onto him tightly, and Dream hugged him back with just as much strength. He felt something small on Reality's back, feeling like a pin, and he realized it was a tracking device, grabbing it before crushing it between his fingers. Dream took a few shaking breaths, and he felt his sadness being drained out of him and lessened to an amount that wouldn't be nearly as overwhelming, and he realized it was Reality's doing.

"reality, you don't need to-" Dream started, but Reality cut him off.

"no, i do. i'm not the only one who absorbed too much negativity, and it's affecting you." Reality responded, and he pulled away from the hug to look Dream over, seeing that the tears had stopped, "besides, you've been hurting enough. you don't need to hurt more."

". . . thank you." Dream thanked him, and his eye sockets widened, seeing Ink watching from a tree.

Dream hadn't taken the time to look around at his surroundings, but now that he did, he saw they were in a thick forest, the grass bright and the trees lush. Ink was in one of these trees, watching them with those haunting white eyelights that did not belong in those eye sockets, and Ink honestly looked bored. Reality seemed to realize Ink was there, likely sensing Dream's emotions, and he released Dream of the hug, turning around to look for and then glare at him.

"are you two done?" Ink questioned.

"yes. i'm surprised you didn't take the opening." Reality mentioned, "why didn't you?"

"i wanted to watch dream cry." Ink shrugged, his theme starting as sharp black bones shot at them.

Dream and Reality teleported out of the way, the bones stabbing into the ground, and Ink summoned Broomie, slashing it at their new location. Dream brought up a yellow shield, preventing them from being harmed, and the bones bounced off of it. Dream dropped the shield, purple claws forming at Reality's fingertips and as he slashed his hand, they shot at Ink, and while he tried to dodge, Dream shot arrows at him, making him stop, and Ink got grabbed by one of the claws. Ink was pulled back by it, the rest gripping onto him, and Dream ducked as he saw what Reality was going to do.

Reality spun in a circle a few times, Ink getting thrown into and through trees all around them, and when Reality had finished the attack, Ink was on the ground, slowly pushing himself up. His clothes were ripped and torn, pine needles and bark all over him, and he was covered in cuts oozing his black paint blood. Ink was panting, legs shaking, and his arm was bent at an angle that made Dream wince. Ink limped over to his paintbrush, grabbing it with the hand of his good arm, and he used it to support his weight.

"this isn't over..." Ink glared at them with that same hateful expression as before, despite how emotionless he was, and he vanished into a black puddle of paint that quickly vanished after he did.

"thanks." Reality thanked him, and Dream nodded, frowning a bit.

"you're welcome..." Dream replied.

". . . are you ok?" Reality questioned, and after a moment, Dream nodded.

"yeah, i'm ok.. i found the tracker, so he won't be able to find you." Dream replied.

"finding the tracker has no relation to how you are, dream..." Reality sighed, "will you please tell me what's wrong?"

"i just... i can't stand seeing him like that.." Dream answered, looking down.

The thought of what Shattered must've done to Ink to make him like this made Dream feel sick, and it also scared him. If Shattered could do that to Ink, what else could he be capable of? Who else could he turn to his side through the same methods?... . . . Dream needed to call them.

". . . I'm going to make some calls, and I'm going to schedule a meeting with some friends. they're not usually involved in multiversal affairs, but with this... that'll probably change." Dream told him, "and you're coming, and so are the others."

Reality nodded, seeming confused, but he was going along with it. Dream just hoped they would listen, and he grabbed his phone, setting up the group call...

Error was standing out of one of the meeting halls in Undertale: Universe ID: 2945, Timeline ID: 40006, and he was wondering why the hell he was here. The doors were purple, the floor tan tiles, and Error had his red glasses taped to his skull so that he could see clearly. All Dream said was something like 'there's a meeting with some other people that we'll be hopefully working with! You need to come with so we can bla bla bla, bla bla bla bla-'

. . . Don't give me that face.

I see you.

Error sighed, crossing his arms and tapping on his upper right arm with his pointer finger impatiently. The anomalies were around him, Error making sure they kept their damn distance, and he honestly wanted this meeting done and over with. Not only were they staring into the back of his skull, and sure, he'd destroyed their AUs, but that doesn't mean they get to glare at him when he's going out of his way to help them. He could sit back and watch them get ripped apart by their souls, but Blue wouldn't want that. Ugh, here he goes with Blue again. Sure, he'd liked that anomaly and enjoyed his company, but that didn't mean he cared about what he wanted.

Quit lying to yourself.

You care.

You miss him.

He was your friend.

It's your fault he's dead.

Your fault.

Y o U R f A u L T

"error?" Error's eyelights snapped to Dream, seeing him looking at him in concern, "are you ok?"

Error paused for a moment, and then he responded, "yeah, i'm fine. let's just get this over with."

Dream didn't seem convinced, but Error didn't care. He grabbed the doorhandle of the door and swung it open. Error saw the gray inconvenience of a Frisk, the dirty hacker, and... Reaper... Reaper's brother too. Error went to back out of the room, but Dream was already entering, and Error didn't want any of them near him, so he reluctantly entered the room, sitting across from Reaper, and making sure he wasn't near anyone else.

The gray Frisk whose existence Error loathed had light gray skin, big black circle eyes, dark gray hair, a gray and light gray striped shirt, and the rest was hidden by the table. The filthy hacker had red hair, gray skin, red irises, black sclera, and a black and red striped sweater. Reaper was in his usual black cloak, a Gaster Blaster clasp on brown rope, no fibers straying from it, and the Gaster Blaster clasp perfectly centered. The cloak was floaty towards the back of Reaper's hood, like a whisp, and it was pulled over his skull just enough to cast the perfect amount of shadow over his face- he was not gonna do this here nope nope nope nope nope.

Reaper's brother was sitting next to him with the same outfit but the rope for him acted like hoodie strings. Error was looking off to the left, and Reality sat next to him, giving him a knowing look, and Error gave him a subtle middle finger, pulling up his stitched on dark blue hood after untucking it from his blue scarf. He would like to teleport out of here, but Dream probably wouldn't let that happen, and Error was putting up with this for him instead of going back to the Antivoid.

Dream sat down on Reality's other side, and the other anomalies were around the table. Reaper was across from Error at the other, far end of the table, his brother next to him on his left, next to him was an empty seat, then the gray pest, then the red and black hacker, then the Storyshift: Universe ID: ERR_FILE_NOT_FOUND, Timeline ID:ERR_FILE_NOT_FOUND, Character ID: Chara was next to him. Next to them was Blue's brother, Underswap: Universe ID: ERR_FILE_NOT_FOUND, Timeline ID: ERR_FILE_NOT_FOUND, Character ID: Papyrus who was shooting glares at Error, then an Undertale: Universe ID: ERR_FILE_NOT_FOUND, Timeline ID: ERR_FILE_NOT_FOUND, Character ID: Sans, and then an empty space between him and Error.

Next to Reality was Dream, then Dusttale: Universe ID: ERR_FILE_NOT_FOUND, Timeline ID: ERR_FILE_NOT_FOUND, Character ID: Sans , then the Something New: Universe ID: ERR_FILE_NOT_FOUND, Timeline ID: ERR_FILE_NOT_FOUND, Character ID: Kill_Sans, then the Othertale: Universe ID: ERR_FILE_NOT_FOUND, Timeline ID: ERR_FILE_NOT_FOUND, Character ID: ERR_FILE_NOT_FOUND, and then Fresh was there, because of course he was, and then the empty space and then Reaper.

Error sighed, looking down at the large wooden table, and then he looked up as the filthy hacker spoke up, "So, Dream, you called this meeting, right? What's going on?"

"well, you know about ink, right?" Dream asked.

". . . no?" Reaper responded, seeming confused, "i haven't seen him in a while, but then again, i haven't seen you in a while either. i don't have an inkling of an idea of where he is."

The gray pest and the dirty hacker snorted, amused, and Reality sighed.

"look, i'm from another multiverse, like dream mentioned on the phone, and while he didn't elaborate much, i'm going to. i'm nightmare in another multiverse, one where everything is reversed from what we know. i wound up like dream did here, and the dream of my multiverse..." Reality trailed off.

"Is just like Nightmare here." The gray pest finished, "Which is very bad, and that Dream got to Ink."

"IF THAT DREAM IS ANYTHING LIKE NIGHTMARE, THAT SOUNDS LIKE BAD NEWS! WE NEED TO RESCUE HIM!" Reaper's brother spoke up.

"it's too late for that." Dream sighed, looking down, "by the time i saw him again, he was..."

Dream couldn't seem to finish his sentence, and Error sighed, finishing it for him, "the other version of dream's controlling him like a puppet. he separated ink from his vials and he's drained dry. the creators have been screaming for him and he hasn't responded. i don't think he can even hear them anymore."

"then just give him his paints back. we have those, right?" Reaper suggested, "sounds like an easy enough fix."

"that's the problem, ink doesn't want them back. he's choosing to stay with shattered..." Dream frowned, "we've tried twice now."

"That... isn't like him at all." The hacker frowned, "I've only met him a few times, but he loves those vials."

"exactly." Dream sighed, "i'm partially to blame for this-"

"no, you're not." Error cut him off, "ink didn't call you for help, you didn't know what was happening. ink is just being stubborn and stupid like usual."

"he's not you throwing a tantrum." Dusttale: Universe ID: ERR_FILE_NOT_FOUND, Timeline ID: ERR_FILE_NOT_FOUND, Character ID: Sans muttered.

Error went to snap back, but Dream held up his hands, saying, "guys, don't. please. we're here to talk, not fight. we need a way to deal with this."

". . . fine..." Error grumbled, slouching into his chair and pouting glaring down at his lap.

"So... ink is with this other dream, and he's fighting you, right? Then he gets dealt with." The filthy, stupid hacker summed up, "Why were you talking about how this is more dangerous than anything else in the multiverse?"

"because shattered is working with nightmare, and red told me about how a dusttale sans that nightmare recruited was out recruiting entire aus, including his. i got him and his brother out of there, but the rest of his au is going to be attacking another one. this will be an all out war, and this isn't even the biggest problem." Dream sighed.

"sooo the aus fight back." Reaper said like it was obvious, "dream, i'm the god of death, you said this was a threat to me and my brother, that's why i came here. i'm not seeing anything that's a threat to gods."

. . . Error didn't understand why he liked Reaper sometimes. Sure, it was remnants from some other code within Error's mind that he was locked out from accessing, like a private file that he couldn't access but could know the existence of. Error had tried accessing it before, but all he could get were pixels and static, and then if he did see something, he would crash and forget it.

"does he have to spell it out for you?" Error asked, "shattered is controlling ink, meaning any information ink knows, shattered has access to, and so does nightmare. the entire script of your au, every single detail about you, your strengths, weaknesses, anything, shattered can access it."

"when i saw ink the first time after he disappeared, his clothes were covered in rips and tears, soaked in his own blood, and he was just... he looked broken. he did whatever that version of me told him without hesitation, without a second thought, even bowed at the sight of him. . . . if that can be done to ink, what do you think can happen to all of you?..." Dream questioned, and Error saw when realization hit.

". . . oh crap." Reaper muttered.

"THAT... SOUNDS VERY BAD..." Reaper's brother frowned, worried.

". . . Yeah, I can see why you called the meeting now..." The filthy hacker said.

"about #### time..." Error muttered, and he sent a glare at Fresh.

"sorry, bruh! no swears in here!" The neon annoyance apologized insincerely.

"go to ####..." Error muttered angrily.

"guys..." Dream sighed, "please?"

"he started it!" Error pointed out.

"dream's ending it." Reality crossed his arms.

"yeah bruh, no need to get so worked up." The nineties parasite smirked.

"you're just pissing him off for fun?" Something New: Universe ID: ERR_FILE_NOT_FOUND, Timeline ID: ERR_FILE_NOT_FOUND, Character ID: Kill_Sans asked, causing Error to let out a glitchy growl, "i think we'll get along just fine~"

"seriously, knife? you're only speaking up to help someone piss someone off?" Dusttale: Universe ID: ERR_FILE_NOT_FOUND, Timeline ID: ERR_FILE_NOT_FOUND, Character ID: Sans questioned with a glare, receiving snickers from the one he was glaring at.

"knife, please?" Othertale: Universe ID: ERR_FILE_NOT_FOUND, Timeline ID: ERR_FILE_NOT_FOUND, Character ID: ERR_FILE_NOT_FOUND requested with a sigh.

"yeah, go ahead, abomination, do whatever your puppetmaster tells you to." Error responded.

"he isn't a puppet!" Othertale: Universe ID: ERR_FILE_NOT_FOUND, Timeline ID: ERR_FILE_NOT_FOUND, Character ID: ERR_FILE_NOT_FOUND snapped, glaring at him.

"whatever you say, anomaly." Error rolled his eyelights.

"he's not an anomaly." Something New: Universe ID: ERR_FILE_NOT_FOUND, Timeline ID: ERR_FILE_NOT_FOUND, Character ID: Kill_Sans told him, putting an arm around the anomaly's shoulders, "he's a color."

"his au doesn't even exist anymore, and his code was removed from the au beforehand." Error pointed out, eye sockets narrowed as they started to itch from his strings trying to summon, "you don't even identify as a sans anymore either, you two are some of the biggest glitches here other than the one that is literally from a completely different multiverse."

". . . at least i'm not a psychotic, glitchy, temper-tantrum throwing hypocrite that destroys things without any other reason than you think they shouldn't exist, even though you're a bigger anomaly than everyone else, and yet you haven't offed yourself yet." Something New: Universe ID: ERR_FILE_NOT_FOUND, Timeline ID: ERR_FILE_NOT_FOUND, Character ID: Kill_Sans glared.

"why you little-!" Error started, fingers painfully pulling out the itching blue strings, the others at the table growing on guard, and Something New: Universe ID: ERR_FILE_NOT_FOUND, Timeline ID: ERR_FILE_NOT_FOUND, Character ID: Kill_Sans only grabbed a knife from his pocket.

"error i would consider things very carefully." Reality spoke up, causing Error to tense, looking at the skeleton, the teal in his left eyelight having expanded to fill half of it.

Error could hear Nightmare as he'd continued speaking that day, and a few error warnings filled his vision, blocking it out.

-th at sa ns and t he others i've recruite d are und er m y pro te ctio n - y ou will not so m uch as h arm a single point of a ny of their hp s - don't pic k a figh t you c an't win, e rror. i h ave no c ode for y ou to destro y o r cont rol -

More error messages filled up Error's vision, and he could feel his body glitching as static rippled through him, and he could feel Nightmare's tentacles squeezing him, and the sudden rush and jolt of fear was enough to freeze him in place while making him want to flee. The strings coming out of his eye sockets were burning, and everything was being blocked out by all of the error messages, static filling his mind to where he couldn't hear anything around him but the static and the words that came next.

"i f you d are - tou ch one fragm ent of th eir c odes or thr eaten th em agai n - i will lock y ou in that hell in sid e y our mind fo r the r est of you r ex iste nc e - ca n no l onge r scr eam - ca n't remem ber anyt hing - i will t urn you into a gro veling, sha king, whimp ering m e ss at my fe et , b eggi ng - m ercy - in di scr etio n yo u ca n't - rem em ber - i w ill br ea k - w ill - s tub born nes s in t hat gl itc hin g s o ul, - yo u r o nly ho pe of me rcy is m e de cidi n g t o tur n y ou int o a te rri fie d p et - des perat e to a v oid a ny p unishm ent - lik e the pat he tic g litch yo u ar e .

d o y ou un de rsta nd me , error ? "

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Error's eye sockets cleared up, a massive headache slamming into him, and he let out a glitching, staticky groan, pinching the bridge of his nasal cavity. Everything around him was a blur of colors, noise, and more static. He could make out distant sounding voices, his vision pixelated even with the glasses, and he couldn't understand what was being said yet over his own body glitching. It was slowly stabilizing itself, his vision clearing up, and he could see Dream in front of him- too close too close too close too close too close-

Error tried backing up from Dream, falling back and out of the chair, landing with a grunt on the ground, and when Dream automatically went to help him up, he scrambled back at least a few feet, taking the time to try to breathe, and he managed to calm himself down. He managed to ignore the looks everyone was giving him, and he saw a pair of faint amber eyelights he would investigate later watching from the rafters of the room, the source of them hidden by shadows. Error saw Dream still a few feet away, looking helpless, and Error spoke up.

"i ' m fin e . .. " Error reassured, voice glitching a few times.

"um... what was that?..." Reality questioned, Error's mismatched eyelights flicking up to look at him.

"i crashed." Error explained.

"yeah, they explained that, you were out for like... fifteen minutes, but why did you crash?" Reality asked.

"just remembered something, that's all." Error responded.

"does it have to do with nightmare?" Dream guessed, and Error's body glitched a few times, a few error messages filling his eye sockets before they vanished after a few moments, "i'm taking that as a yes... do you want to talk about it yet?"

"no." Error refused.

"Something happened?" Dusttale: Universe ID: ERR_FILE_NOT_FOUND, Timeline ID: ERR_FILE_NOT_FOUND, Character ID: Sans questioned.

"a while ago, yes... i won't go into detail about it, though, i'll just say nightmare did something to error that he wouldn't explain, be it a threat or something else, and it was... bad." Dream frowned.

"Good thing we agreed to help." The dirty hacker spoke up, and Error paused.

"what?" Error asked.

"while you were... you know... we talked everything out and we agreed to work together." Reaper informed, Error looking up at him.

"really?" Error was surprised.

"heh, yeah. we're chill and you're chilled to the bone." Reaper smirked.

"ugh...." Error sighed, and then he remembered those eyelights from before, and he glanced up, seeing.... that slimy little... "hey, ink doesn't know about this meeting, right?"

"no, he has no idea." Dream shook his skull no.

"how much you wanna bet?" Error questioned, and Dream and the others followed where Error was looking.

"ink!" Dream exclaimed, the amber eyelights turning white and locking onto Dream.

". . . boo?" Ink tilted his skull, still looking down at them, and Error grit his teeth.

"the hell are you doing here, squid?!" Error demanded.

"what do you think, glitch?" Ink countered, which surprised Error.

Ink was never sassy when he was emotionless.

"oh, soooooo mature." Error rolled his eyelights.

"unlike you." Ink responded, and Error's eye sockets twitched, growing itchy.

"How long were you up there?" The dirty hacker questioned.

"not that long. what happened here again?" Ink sounded confused, but Error saw right through it.

"don't play dumb! we both know your memory is flawless without your damn vials!" Error snapped.

"does he always do this now?" Reaper asked quietly.

"yup. every damn time." Reality whispered back with a sigh.

". . . at least unlike you i need to play dumb." Ink told Error.

"that does it!" Error yelled.

He summoned several sharp, glitchy red bones, and he fired them at Ink, the stupid squid dodging, heading out a window up by the rafters, getting outside of the room. Error teleported after him, finding him outside, and he summoned multiple Gaster Blasters, shooting their blasts at Ink. The squid brought up a paint wall, blocking it, and Error heard movement behind himself. He turned around to see Ink lunging at him, eye sockets wide and black, his mouth looking like a vampire jack-o-lantern, and Error's eye sockets widened. He hated when he made that damn face.

Error ducked down, Ink flying over him, and he managed to get a good look at him. Ink was wearing a dark gray, tattered scarf, a hood attached to it and it had been covering his skull, but it wasn't anymore, and his sash was now black, pockets where the vials were, and he had a few paintbrushes on it too. His shirt was black with dark gray shoulders, he was wearing dust gray fingerless gloves, the color going up his sleeves, so it might just be actual dust, his pants were now black leggings, and he was actually wearing shoes now, which were black. He had amber spirals around his waist going up his sides, and then there was more around his shoulders, curling halfway down his arms. Then there was a mark next to his right eye socket, looking like three tentacles, one curling around his cheekbone, and then the other two curled around his skull.

"shattered really made it clear you were his puppet, huh? all you're missing is the strings." Error scowled, and Ink rolled his eyelights at him.

"at least i don't look like a hobo." Ink countered, and Error's hands curled into fists.

"i'd rather look like a hobo than that. how the mighty have fallen, huh squid?" Error taunted, and they started circling each other, Ink gripping Broomie in his left hand.

"don't talk bad about yourself so much, ruru." Ink replied, a sickeningly sweet smile on his face that filled Error with unease and disgust.

"you know i hate being called that." Error glared, "and what the hell are you doing? stop it, it's weird."

"what's weird?" Ink asked, feigning confusion, and Error scoffed.

"that! faking emotions like that! stop it, it's weird!" Error snapped, "why are you doing that anyways? your puppet master tell you to?"

"no, but he finds it entertaining, so that's another benefit." Ink responded, "and he's not my puppet master."

"and what's the original reason?" Error questioned.

"it makes it easier to fit in." Ink answered, and he seemed to have enough talking because he lunged at Error again.

Error grabbed Ink with his strings, slamming him down into the ground, but Ink quickly recovered, getting up and creating several black Gaster Blasters, firing them at Error. He brought up a bone shield, blocking the blast, but he was suddenly met with Broomie slamming into his side and then he was slamming into a tree. Error looked up to see Ink there, walking towards him, and Error let out a glitchy grumble.

"you would like it more on our side, you know. it's more fun." Ink informed, and Error scoffed.

"yeah no, i'm not interested." Error refused, pulling himself up, pulling the itching strings out of his eye sockets no matter how painful it was.

"why? you wouldn't need to play tea party with them. with shattered, you could do everything solo, just get orders from him." Ink continued.

"because i won't be anyone's puppet like you are." Error hissed.

"i'm not a puppet." Ink denied stupidly.

"then what are you?" Error asked.

"loyal to him." Ink answered.

"oh, so you're a brainwashed idiot. got it. so you're still a puppet being used against your own friends." Error rolled his eyelights.

"they aren't my friends." Ink responded.

"then who is?" Error questioned.

"none of your business." Ink replied, and Error jumped up as sharp black bones shot out of the ground, Ink summoning Gaster Blasters and firing them.

Error and Ink exchanged several attacks rapidly, altering between bones, Gaster Blasters, and Ink using Broomie and different paint attacks to make Error's life more difficult. Error's glasses got knocked off during the fight, making Ink just a black and dark gray blob, and he was harder to hit, but Error was managing. That is until Ink managed to get one over on him, tackling him and squeezing Error's neck. His haphephobia kicked in immediately, filling him with blind panic that made him start frantically trying to get away, error messages filling up his vision as Ink was trying to strangle him, and sure, he didn't need air, but the physical contact was terrifying him.

Ink was suddenly gone, and most of Error's panic and fear was abruptly sucked out of him. He saw a purple blob fighting the black blob, which was probably Reality fighting Ink, and there was a lot of glowing purple blurs, Error staying out of it because of the aura Reality was giving off. It seemed like Reality won, though, since Ink retreated, and the purple blob that was Reality was walking over to Error, becoming clearer as he approached, the aura growing but it seemed unintentional. Reality crouched down in front of Error, and he held out something red to him.

What was... oh, right his glasses. Error accepted them, putting them back on, and he looked up at Reality's face. Reality's right eyelight was still that bright purple, and his left was three fourth's a very familiar teal. Error froze, glitches riddling his body as Nightmare's appearance briefly replaced Reality's before returning to normal, and Error heard the static starting up again.

"are you ok?" Reality asked.

Error crashed.

Error.exe has stopped running.

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undertale-museum · 1 year ago

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Behind the Stacks

Part 1 / Part 2 (here) / Part 3

Being's X's notes will be intermixed with mine, Guide.

Paper Crane by Little Noko

note: dub

RIP Iozih

The notes say you had a wonderful 8 page comic called "The Real Threat" published in 2019 about Dream and Ink.

Lunar Chan Gallery

(x) Fight Me Brother! ____ P: 2019/7 ___ C: Dream, Nightmare

Guide: possibly creator of Empireverse?

Starvation by mallanmissan

UTMV enesemble

Sans - Eternal Starvation【 Undertale Comic Dub 】

Maxlad

BabyBones

Mobell Papyrus, Swapfell Papyrus, Edge, Undersail Papyrus, Blue, Papyrus

Drink

Rivertale Sans, Swapfell Papyrus, Swapfell Sans, Edge, Red, lots of Undynes, Underlust Papyrus, Undersail Asgore, Stretch

Nightmare

Edge, Red

[Begin X] Note: There is a folder of Underfell deviations. This is my favorite

RiverBabies

[Being X] C: UF!Papyrus (the only one who matters)

[Being X] Note: FAQ page says more pages are planned but it was posted awhile ago. It says it should end with reveal that Outertale was messing with Multiverse machine or something. Check back in later, hopefully there will be more content.

Rivertale

Edge, Red

[Being X] Note: Start at the oldest deviation and skip past the pictures. Otherwise, you’ll miss something.

[Being X] TW: confession treated with disgust,

Note: Dubs: BabyBones【 Undertale Comic Dub 】 // Drink Part 1【 Undertale Comic Dub】 /// Undertale AU Comic Dub - Misunderstanding

Once Again by mikoto-tsuki

RIP mikoto-tsuki

You created "Once Again" [2016] that was 100 pages long and there is no way this tiny 15 minute dub does it justice but at least we saved something.

RIP miyako47

You created a long running Asylumtale comic from 2016 to 2019 that reached 63 pages. It stared Frisk, Papyrus, Sans, Toriel and an Undyne of that universe.

Being X's notes state that there is a patreon so... hopefully it still exists somewhere in the great unending void.

Muskka

Guide: the following is straight from Being X's notes. I made no alterations because I'm tired. Incredibly, Muskka did not get hit by the ban, so most likely all the tumblr links are intact.

Tumblr / Deviantart

(A052_1) [Dating UT!Sans RP] ____ P: 2016/4

(A052_2) /Intro/ __ [US!Sans RP] ____ P: 2016/5

(A052_3) UT!Sans Sansta RP ____ P: 2016/12

(A052_4) [UF!Sans Roleplay] ___ P: 2017/5

(A052_5) [Classic Captures UF!Sans]

P: 2017/5 ___ LU: 2017/8 ___ Status: Incomplete, unknown ___ Pages: 5

(A052_6) Red Scales Ch 1 / Chapter 2 Link 1 / Chapter 2 Link 2

P: 2017/9 ___ LU: 2019/7 ___Status: Ongoing ___Pages: 25

C: UF!Papyrus, UF!Sans, UT!Sans

Jokes: Ask Section / Fisher Mermaid

[AUs]

Classic Edge Fight / Subby Error and Ink / How Red Gets Injured / Tease Edgy x Classic / Edgy in Dress / Thunder, Bedtime Story / Fanfiction Excerpt / Time Machine Written/Comic (only) / Animation

[CherryBerry] CherryBerry / Cherry Berry Block by Classic

[Classic]

/ Classic Sans Tummy / Classic Sans Tummy / Short Cut / Flashlight Joke / I'm Lovin' It (Ask) / Flowey Kiss / Smol Sans (1) 2: Smol Sans (2) / Skelebro Sans Shorter / Date Enthused Papy/ Touchy Ask / Smol to Norm Sans / Soul Swap (TW: death)

[Papyrus x ]

Wolf Papyrus(es) (Dub 15:18) / Wolf Papyrus(es) (Dub 15:18) / Swap Papyrus X Edgy / Swap Papyrus x Blueberry / Swap Papyrus x Classic / Slayer Sans

[Slayer] Slayer Sans / Slayer Draw Dump - Ask Question Section

[Viewer]

Sleepy Sans X Viewer / Sans Tummy X Viewer / Underfell Papyrus x Viewer / Intimidation Hug

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free-fart-avenue · 2 years ago

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Sooooo... Anyone realize that Error sees himself as Classic Sans? The line "Of course, Undyne is one of my closest friends!" Seems to make it where he seems to think he is Classic. Which makes sense, because he was. And the only reason he doesn't act like Classic now is because he lived in the Anti-void for so long. The line "I was lazy for a long long time. So I slept... and slept... and slept until it was boring." is what makes me think he did act just like Classic. Until he went crazy and wanted to get back to his life. He knows he is Classic. He knows he lives in a classic universe. He knows he had a brother and friends. He also knows that something happened that hurt him and made him believe with all his (almost gone) soul that destroying the universe was the only way to save them.

I also would like to bring up the crashes. I think the crashes are him remembering everything that happened to him. But not only is it too much for his small soul to handle but it brings him to insanity every time he remembers. Thus he crashes as his soul is trying to fall apart and take his body with it but he is not only in a place where time doesn't exist, but a plane of existence where time does not effect him. The crashes are literally his life flashing before his eyes, and it makes him insane every time he sees it. So.. he avoids thinking about things that make him more insane than he already is. It probably makes him more unstable when he forgets after he remembers more. But that isn't to say he has any ill intent to anyone. Other than himself that is. He says that if there was another Error he would never work with him and I think he says he would kill him... Which makes sense. As Geno he gave up every little bit of, not only sanity but determination he had to save people. He knew what he was doing was wrong and that it was hurting them but it is hard to see other's pain as important when you are in so much yourself. He believed he was ultimately saving them and that is what drived him forward. Error believes he is saving the other universes from going through the suffering he has gone through by erasing them and if he met another him, that would just mean he failed, and someone went through all the pain he did, if not more.

In other words. Error is the best and no one can change my mind and he should have beat Red in the tournament and I am still raging he didn't

#Undertale #Error #Theories #Crashes #Error Sans #Geno #I think it's right #and I base most of what I say on the ask Error Sans video #i simp for him

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invertedfate · 3 years ago

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On using Inverted Fate Characters in Fanworks and Multiverse Stuff

So, I wanted to address this in a bit more clarity since I get asked a lot. As a general rule, it is okay to use Inverted Fate characters in fanwork if a) you give CLEAR CREDIT and link back to the website, b) you do your best to preserve characterization and lore from the comic, c) you don’t use the AU as a punching bag for outcode guys like Error to destroy, and d) make it clear that it is not canon to the actual AU.

In the past I’ve also asked that people not make Inverted Fate versions of the following AUs: Underswap, Dust AUs, A/xetale or any AU that pairs the kids w/ adult characters, A/ltertale or any AU that pairs Undyne with male characters, and no AUs that have the base premise of “monster goes ‘crazy’ and kills everyone”. I also ask that people not make their own fan genocide runs for IF and that they don’t misgender the nonbinary characters.

Please no inc/est ships, either. Charisk is fine if it’s kept G-rated as they are not siblings in this AU but they’re also like...13-ish, so be reasonable. These are all just requests- I know I can’t stop people, but I just wanna set some boundaries.

With all that said, I’m generally fine w/ stuff like fell versions of IF and even have some lore and a Papyrus design if folks wanted to play around. Just make sure it’s made clear it’s unofficial to IF itself! AUs of IF have always been fine within reason. Just no “takes,” as IF is a deeply personal project of mine.

What if-scenarios and fanworks about IF itself are also chill, such as exploring the alternate endings in the playable fights, and I’m fine with IF characters interacting with Underswap or other AUs in crossovers. With that in mind, here is some information to keep in mind for crossover type works..

1) Inverted Fate is an AU without genocide runs and never had one in the old world.

I often see it discussed in multiversal things that every AU has neutral, pacifist, and geno. IF has no genocide run. While at one point I had considered and even had some ideas for a noncanon one, reevaluation on characterization and motives made me realize it just wouldn’t make sense and that those ideas were really contrived (especially for Flowey, who wants his power back).

Even if we ever did a larger playable project with the Ruins, any attempted murder runs would end early. Flowey would destroy the Ruins exit during the Asgore fight, and Frisk and Chara would be extremely pissed that such a run happened in the first place. Since Flowey needs everyone alive, he’d very much railroad things, and Frisk has too much baggage to even consider murdering monsters (and Chara would not approve due to remembering the old timeline and Frisk’s kind actions).

2) Canon Inverted Fate has no player in the main story or in the old timeline.

It is a world that has a lot of video game flourishes, but Frisk has always been their own person with a life and agency. The playable versions of scenes are more of an “AU of an AU” where we can control things, but Frisk retains that personality and agency and reacts when things are out of character, hence them resetting if you kill Alphys. That being said, you can treat the alternate endings of the fights as offshoots from the main story- what ifs and all that, but they are noncanon.

Since some AU crossovers play with stuff like players being an active part of the story, which puts IF in a bit of contrast to those kinds of universes.

3) Inverted Fate’s characters do not know that theirs is an AU in the first place, nor do they know the out of universe name of their AU.

On all accounts, they believe theirs is a normal universe and even something like regular Undertale would be seen as the “alternate” to them. They don’t have any in-universe nicknames (e.g. Stretch, Blue, Boss, etc). They just go by their names, though Chara does have the nickname “Captain Cryptic” from Frisk.

4) IF’s Red SOUL is not particularly special. All of the fallen humans could at one point save and load, and simply lost the will power to do so or had their determination overpowered by another human’s.

In the old timeline, they had all given up against Asgore. In this timeline, the Mage being alive for so long brought complications due to there being more than one human at any given time after the cyan human fell. Asgore killed the cyan-souled human still.

Frisk and Chara are both red-souled humans, but the “trait” of their red souls is not explicitly “determination.” Ultimately, what it is doesn’t matter, as IF doesn’t treat the “traits” of souls as anything profound.

5) The Undertale timeline that spawned Inverted Fate was destroyed.

Functionally, the people in the IF timeline are the same as in the previous world, just repurposed with new lives and no memory of what came before. Some small scraps exist elsewhere, so there’s room for some trippy stuff, but note that Flowey has no interest in bringing back the old world, and I’d rather not have IF “fixed” back into Undertale in fan projects.

6) Papyrus canonically has a device that can connect to other universes, but it is unstable and cannot reach worlds where the barrier is down.

Other travelers with other means are of course welcome to find other ways in, but if you want an easy connection, boom. Unstable transporter go brrr. Papyrus has only made one or two stable connections. One of them is @altereddestinyau.

7) IF Sans canonically drops socks into alternate dimensions with funny notes.

I am fine with other AUs referencing this. It’s just meant to be a silly thing, and the notes tend to have really bad jokes. He can’t choose which universe he drops socks into due to the unstbale nature of the machine.

8) Outcode stuff would make absolutely zero sense to IF’s characters.

They have never heard of your Inks, Errors, Dreams, etc, and concepts like the Doodlesphere are outside the understanding of IF’s characters. I’m fine with IF characters appearing in fanworks with these kinds of characters if they are treated respectfully, but in-universe, the IF world was created on accident by Flowey/Asriel. Granted, most of them do not know this.

9) Chara is merged to Frisk’s SOUL and does not appear as a ghostly figure.

They share a body and can alternate control. Only ghost monsters can hear them when they aren’t speaking through Frisk.

10) IF Gaster was not forgotten, the “void” does not exist here, and instead he is simply scattered across time and space.

In his current state, he is one with the fabric of time and space itself, beyond mortal comprehension. He cannot be saved and doesn’t really have an active presence in this world anymore and nobody really knows what happened besides the followers.

11) Keep in mind that Inverted Fate’s story is not over and is not beholden to UT’s story structure.

I think it would be best to set any crossovers no later than events that are currently covered in the comic because the story is going to be taking some very different turns in the near future.

If anything else needs clarification, feel free to send an ask! I’m generally pretty chill with answering questions. Also, feel free to reblog if you want, since there’s been some misinformation on what is and isn’t okay with me!

#inverted fate #undertale au #undertale aus #undertale multiverse #fanworks #quick psa

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haveyouseenthisskeleton · 3 years ago

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MASTERPOST 11

General asks

Oak comforts his S/O (HT Sans)

S/O dresses goth but is a ray of sunshine (UT, US, UF, HT, SF Sans & Papyrus)

S/O has a split personality (UT, US, UF, HT, SF Sans & Papyrus)

Someone stole S/O wallet and got rid of an important photo (UT, US, UF, HT, SF, FT Sans & Papyrus)

S/O has Hanakanjo disease (UT, US, UF, HT, SF Sans & Papyrus)

S/O explodes when touched (UT, US, UF, HT, SF Sans & Papyrus)

S/O is a robot (UT, US, UF, HT, SF Sans & Papyrus)

S/O is half-monster and transformed to save Skelly (UT, US, UF, HT, SF Sans & Papyrus)

S/O plays tag you're it (SF Sans & Papyrus)

S/O made a pillow looking like skeleton (OT, DaT, DF, FT, MT, MF Sans & Papyrus)

Random child never saw a skeleton before (UT, HT Sans & Papyrus)

Skelly's kid cried when Skelly puts his hand out of a cup (US, SF Sans & Papyrus)

S/O has Hanauso disease (UT, US, UF, HT, SF Sans & Papyrus)

S/O is upset about their girlfriend (Babybones)

The kid S/O is babysitting is a demon (UT, US, UF, HT, SF Sans & Papyrus)

Skelly forgot his S/O because of time and space shenanigans but they don't want to intrude (UT, US, UF, HT, SF Sans & Papyrus)

S/O is sensitive to loud noises (UT, US, UF, HT, SF Sans & Papyrus)

S/O is a naga (UT, US, UF, HT, SF Sans & Papyrus)

S/O is having fun with skeleton (Babybones)

A child is drowning (UT, US, UF, HT, SF Sans & Papyrus)

Skelly actually respects his promise to protect Frisk.Chara in the Underground (UT Sans, US Papyrus, UF Sans, HT Sans, SF Papyrus)

S/O is rich (SF Sans)

Willow sees Frisk again (HT Papyrus)

S/O rants about things they find interisting (UT, US, UF, HT, SF Sans & Papyrus)

S/O loves to nuzzle into skeleton's chest (UT, US, UF, HT, SF Sans & Papyrus)

Skelly's kid escapes the daycare (UT, US, UF, HT, SF Sans & Papyrus)

Skelly falls in love with a mafia rival (MT, MF Sans & Papyrus)

The skeletons are doing an escape game (All skeletons)

Horror Undyne/Alphys didn't die and wants revenge (HT, HS, HF Sans & Papyrus)

Thoughts about poly (All skeletons)

S/O is showing off with a boomerang and it goes wrong (UT, US, UF, HT, SF Sans & Papyrus)

S/O takes care of magic creatures (UT, US, UF, HT, SF Sans & Papyrus)

Some triggers (UF, SF Sans & Papyrus)

Skelly broke his phone (UT, US, UF, HT, SF Sans & Papyrus)

Skelly and S/O accidentally adopts a bear (UT, US, UF, HT, SF Sans & Papyrus)

Skelly accidentally steal something in a shop (All characters)

A child is lost (UT, US, UF, HT, SF Sans & Papyrus)

S/O is a master at self defense (UT, US, UF, HT, SF Sans & Papyrus)

S/O's dad is an antimonster and wants to force S/O to break with skeleton (UT, US, UF, HT, SF Sans & Papyrus)

Toriel is a savage (UT Toriel, Asgore, Gaster)

S/O picks Skelly his favorite flowers (UT, US, UF, HT, SF Sans & Papyrus)

A child is living all alone next door (UT, US, UF, HT, SF Sans & Papyrus)

S/O is hiding in the closet (UT, US, UF, HT, SF Sans & Papyrus)

S/O has their period (Ink, Error, D!Papyrus, DuT Sans)

Nox's dream S/O (SF Sans)

Skellies meet their younger selves (UT, US, UF, HT, SF Sans & Papyrus)

Myfanwi talks

Happy easter and wasps

What's my favorite AU ?

Once again : please read Making a monster

Happy birthday to me

Strawberry festival

Myfanwi asks

S/O got stucked under a car trying to rescue a cat

Skelly's children try to tie him up to sneak outside

S/O kisses the wrong brother

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mythicaldemigoddess-of-deltarune · 3 years ago

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Undertale Theory: Sans, Papyrus and Gaster Appear In Blooky’s Home

while playing a new save on the new offline account that I had tried to make the Mii look like a Mii-Frisk and even gave it the name “Frisk”...

I still plan for that to be a type of “AU” where there was only one Reset, and the first name I had used to name the fallen human was Frisk, and then after I had showed mercy and spared Goat Mom Toriel...

I Reset the Timeline, and got to change the name to Chara.

so anyway before I had ended up fighting and befriending Undyne,

I went to Blooky’s home, and I had Frisk lay down on the ground around 4:38 Am to 5:59 Am in Real Life Time.

but when I was waiting for the time to become 5:59 Am, and yeah I did get up early and I did get a nice sleep and well of course at some point I did wake up and decided to play more of that new save...

anyway while looking at the galaxy that Frisk and Blooky was laying on,

I started to notice that Sans looks like he was in there, but really big and his looking to his right, then I notice what looked to be a monster soul to his right, but it turns out when I looked again, it actually kind of looked like Gaster, you know the name you can’t use for the fallen human unless you spell it backwards.

and to the left of Sans, looks like a younger version of Papyrus but with tiny dot like “eyes” but he didn’t look like he had a mouth.

plus that Papyrus might of been around Monster Kid and Frisk’s age.

I just notice it on December 4, 2022.

I guess if you keep Frisk from moving for that long and just look really closely, you start to notice stuff.

I dub that Sans in that galaxy or space, as Titan-Sans, you know because in Deltarune there are suppose to be Titans....

he seems to be bigger than most alternate versions of Sans....

and either my eyes and mind were playing tricks on me, or Sans, Papyrus and Gaster really did appear as huge hidden images in Blooky’s house.

well I did find that possible secret message in that crossword where Sans is possibly the one who is saying “I see someone better go diet.”

sure some of the letters aren’t all close together, but you need to look very carefully in order to find them to see the words.

it’s either Sans doing that whole telling us we need to go on a diet, or it’s Gaster picking on us from across time and space.

this might be more than just a theory though, about the whole finding huge hidden images of Gaster, Sans and Papyrus in Blooky’s home but only can find them if we decide to do the whole family tradition of Blooky’s.

plus it could turn out that the Papyrus in that hidden image, could be the version from Deltarune, and that could go double for the Sans in the hidden image.

Gaster is a mystery, but I guess he could be the version that is from deltarune or could be the one from undertale or from the timeline that came before both undertale and deltarune, which could take place in the Hard Mode...

I’m not really sure if my eyes were playing tricks on me or if I really did see those three being in huge hidden images and being like with space or galaxy or universe bodies, I know for a few moments Sans seem like he looked a little bit like Steven Universe, which I guess maybe because some those little star dots or whatever kind of made a design that looked a little like his hair...

I will leave myself signed in, while I go watch Sonic Underground.

if there was a Undertale/Deltarune Crossover AU version of that cartoon,

Ralsei and Asriel would be the Sonic and Manic...

as to who would be the Sonia, I would say it would be Chara.

also maybe it’s possible that the Sans, Papyrus and Gaster I thought I saw at Napstablook’s home, could turn out to be Omnipotent and are technically very powerful to the point that not even Ink-Sans or Error-Sans can rewrite or destroy them, and not everyone has to agree about the theory.

but if by chance there has been others who have started to notice this on the Nintendo Switch when playing Undertale, either by their official online or offline accounts (I don’t mind playing both, I mean not at the same time, but you know what I mean...)

maybe there will be others who will bring it up, that they have started to notice Sans, Papyrus and Gaster show up in that little galaxy that appears when Frisk hangs out with Blooky by doing that family tradition.

don’t know if it was always there or if it only appears if you stay still long enough....

also yes I had made Frisk lay down on the floor around 4:38 Am to 5:59 Am,

because I was full of Determination to try to see that through, cause it was something I want to do...

yeah, I was weird enough to try that, I mean we do wait for Toriel most of the time in the room she left us in, and I wouldn’t be surprised if we waited for her in there until the next day in real world time, she still wouldn’t be back yet, even if we do move around while waiting, take a break for a sandwich and even bathroom breaks, and she still isn’t back yet even after the dog takes her phone...

well it is possible she wont just come back, even if you wait until the next day.

the Toriel from the Hard Mode Timeline, could be a Darkner and and Flowey from the Hard Mode might be a Darkner, or not.

Flowey doesn’t seem to follow us in Hard Mode, and the Demo version of Undertale that has Flowey, he might just be a Flower that has nothing to do with Asriel and isn’t him, and just was a normal flower that was injected with determination by Gaster, and not Alphys like it is in the full game timeline.

there seem to be already a tag with “Omnipotent Sans”, so I chose it for this post as well...

in another theory I have thanks to those possible hidden images of Sans, Papyrus and Gaster at Blooky’s home if you decide to do that family tradition wit them.

the bodies that Sans, Papyrus and even Gaster use, are just Avatar and Vessel bodies that are using that are connected to their higher dimensional selves.

so in other words, they are like Washu, Tokimi and Tsunami from Tenchi Muyo.

Gaster somehow lost his full connection to his magical organic body vessel.

he can only connect back to it sometimes, and even when the Player is able to find that gray door and find Gaster when he is once more connected to his vessel, but it doesn’t stay that way for long and he becomes disconnected from his vessel once more and is send back to where he is trapped in.

if Gaster can only connect to the Undertale World sometimes, then he could possibly make a new vessel body that looks like him, and send it to deltarune.

maybe Gaster, Sans and Papyrus wouldn’t be like Washu, Tokimi and Tsunami.

but if they were, Sans would be the Washu, Papyrus would be Tsunami, and lastly Gaster would be Tokimi.

that show is for mature audiences only, so it isn’t for little kids...and for good reason, and I know that Tenchi Muyo GXP ain’t for little kids either.

maybe I will watch more of that after I watch some episodes of Sonic Underground.

is it weird to think that if there was a crossover between Hazbin Hotel and Helluva Boss with Tenchi Muyo, and Washu is in her older form that is her true form....and she is hit on by Stolas’s Dad King Paimon or Charlie’s Dad Lucifer Morningstar....

it be funny if she replies “but boy, your only a child.”

lol, some might get what that means, I mean besides it being a reference to that song from the Mamma Mia Movie.

if Asmodeous and Fizzarolli were to hit on her when she is in her true adult form, well the version of her that is a Goddess.

she might tell those two the same thing that she would tell Stolas and Charlie’s Dads if they hit on her, by telling them “but boy, your only a child.”

even if Paimon, Lucifer, Asmodeous and Fizzarolli are fully grown, but she would be WAY older than them.

and well if anyone has watched most of the episodes of Tenchi Muyo, might know why Washu decided to take a different form from her true adult form.

if you think about who would win a fight, Ryoko or Vaggie, who would you think would win in that fight...?

or if there was a fight between Ayeka and Charlie, who would win...?

or like there is a fight between Razzle & Dazzle Vs Ayeka’s Guardians.

and while that is happening, Angel Dust is running off with Tenchi (still held captured), and by the time Ryoko, Vaggie, Ayeka and Charlie notice, Angel is a few yards away while holding Tenchi bridle style but still wrapped up in webs.

and then the chase starts where Angel while still holding Tenchi, is running from Vaggie, Charlie, Ryoko and Ayeka with their respective bodyguards/guardians.

of course it wouldn’t be canon, but it would be interesting.

but anyway, it’s okay that not everyone ends up seeing what looks like a huge hidden images of Sans, Papyrus and Gaster in Napstablook’s home when we decide to lay on the floor and be like garbage with them.

I’m not sure if many notice that or if it was my eyes playing tricks on me, I mean I do know I did find that whole “I see someone better go on diet.” in that crossword puzzle, and you would have to look very carefully for those words because they wont be close together, well maybe not all of them.

anyway I am also going to see that whole thing I finally notice at Blooky’s, that had to do with Sans, Papyrus and Gaster as Fan Headcanon as well.

maybe not everyone will end up seeing them, and it might just be me.

but it be nice to know that I wasn’t the only one that started to see Sans in there, as well as the possibility that Papyrus and Gaster in there as well.

but the odds of someone else noticing it are possibly 1 to 100 of happening.

if it took me and some other fans to notice the secret message in that crossword puzzle, so of course it’s gonna take a while for other fans to really look at the space or galaxy that appears in Blooky’s home when you decided to have Frisk participate in Napstablook’s family traditions.

anyway still gonna be signed on, but be back in a hour or so to check out more art and stuff, after I watch some Sonic Underground, Tenchi Muyo GXP and some other stuff....maybe I’ll watch a movie as well.

I think once I do reach Asgore’s castle, I will wait to fight him (even if I hope Toriel appears if the plan works) on December 31, 2022.

which means I want to break the barrier on Christmas, and after I do beat the game and get the happy ending in that one offline account that has a picture of a Mii-Frisk and even has the name “Frisk” in there, I will not Reset that world a second time, and let those versions of the characters live a happy life.

but I can still play Undertale on the other one and reset all I want, it’s just that one will be off limits after I get the True Pacifist Ending, I could play deltarune as well on that one that has that Mii-Frisk, so that’s good.

I hope it snows for Christmas, it be nice if it did...

#undertale theory #napstablook #sans undertale #papyrus undertale #wingdings gaster #omnipotent sans #omnipotence #avatar #vessel #fan headcanon

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secret-time-is-here · 4 years ago

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An Error's Journey

Chapter 51

Previous - First - Next

(A little food for thought before you start the chapter-if you've made it this far you've nearly read the length of the first harry potter book, the word count of AEJ right now is 73,030 and the first harry potter book is 76,944)

His thoughts kept churning. This surely couldn’t be the life he was promised, could it? How was he to find his team while he was locked away in the save screen? How were his partners to find him if he was stuck here? It simply didn’t add up. Even smaller details, like losing his whole body, had yet to align. Yes, he nearly lost his body-the jagged crack permanently ingrained into his soul served as a painful reminder-but he has yet to actually lose it.

Something that struck him as odd is every time he thought back to things, there was a common thing people mentioned. The one thing that both kept him alive and kept him dead. His determination. It melts the normal monster and sustains the average human. Yet, he wasn’t exactly normal, was he?

Core had hinted more than once that anyone could become a God, even avoiding answering when Geno mentioned Core treated him as if he was one. What if he simply needs to turn himself into one? That everyone is waiting for him right now?

He sat on his front porch contemplating all of this, hesitant to turn his skull to the screen, to watch Frisk continue to attempt to fight Undyne. He could hear their soul breaking over and over, yet somehow they persisted and kept going. Still returning for more even after death.

Was that what determination was to humans? Simply another tool to keep going?

Monsters only ever knew it as a deadly last resort. He had only ever known it as a last resort, hardly even realizing he used determination to keep going in the judgment hall in that final battle.

...Was that the key?

Was it really something as simple as willing it to be?

He jumped as a hand rested on his shoulder, and he turned to see Death’s concerned expression.

“Hey, Soul.”

“Uh-um, hi.” He stuttered stupidly, just like a child getting caught with their hand in the candy jar. Suppose that puts a new meaning to food for your thoughts.

“You…” Death sighed before seeming to drop the thought, “Wanna head inside?”

“Uh… sure?”

Death smiled softly, near sadly, taking one of Geno’s hands in his and leading them inside. They cuddled up close on the couch, and Grim wrapped his wings around Geno snuggling close.

“Heh, ya missed me, birdy?”

“Yeah… the souls can be difficult to handle sometimes… especially if they aren’t ready to go yet.”

He nodded softly, leaning back fully against death to rest his skull on the other’s shoulder. “Gen?” He looked over to see a single eye lit, the edges fuzzy like Death had been missing out on sleep.

“Relax, alright?” The other was quiet, likely trying to process the simple words, before nodding. The two maneuvered around for a moment until Death lay on top of Geno, the latter pushing back his hood some and gently caressing his skull and petting his wings as they hung off the sides of the couch.

Once Death was fully knocked out, he opened a window to the Omega Timeline, surprised to see something important going on. People were surrounding the council building and the newly built large stages in front of it. Everyone seemed to be anxious, and while the event was well made-it was clear it was last minute.

Lust and Blue stood together somewhat nervously by the front doors to the council building. Blue seemed to be consoling Lust as he leaned against him, their hands interlocked below them. His soul lurched, but they had also long since been apart. He had a new future and a new present, and unfortunately, Lust was in the past.

Core walked out of the front doors followed by the rest of the council and soon also by Blue and Lust. Together they walked up to the front of the stage, the council spread out behind Core as they pulled the microphone down to their height. There were a few short laughs in the crowd before Core could speak.

“Today, a new God has joined the multiverse.” There was a round of applause, “They were chosen to be the representative of Creation, and will be doing their part to control it… they are to be respected and renowned. They are not to be undermined and are extremely powerful. One of the most powerful Gods I’ve seen in a long time, and I was here when Udyne was created.” Tense laughter filled the crowd, and Geno couldn’t help but crack a tense smile too.

Suddenly, a fountain of ink burst next to Core, and a skeleton not much taller than Core appeared next to them. The Skeleton was much like how he used to be, short and with white bones, yet a paint stain clung to their cheek and the eyes seemed to change shapes and colors rapidly as they looked across the crowd. The skeleton wore a simple outfit, a large scarf tied around his neck, and matching brown long sleeves and shorts. They also looked to be wearing tights underneath the shorts and a sweater underneath their shirt. Fingerless gloves adorned their hands and a band of colorful vials was wrapped around each wrist. Striped and bright sneakers were also on their feet.

“Thank you for making it Ink, would you care to demonstrate more?”

Ink shrugged, a barely audible answer coming into the mic before the other grabbed a large paintbrush, nearly two-thirds the height of them, and swung it up in the air, paint flying everywhere. Even his screen went black for a moment as it seemed everyone closed their eyes to avoid the paint, but then everyone opened their eyes, and suddenly above them was a miniature galaxy. Children who were sitting on their parent's shoulders reached for passing by stars, and Ink happily balanced as they walked across the planets, waving to everyone as a cheer roared out.

Ink looked very pleased.

Core motioned for Ink to make their way back over and finally announced Ink as the Leader of the Star council before concluding the event. Although, despite the event being over, Geno continued to watch on.

Ink perplexed him, some odd feeling about him. A mixture of odd feelings actually. Ink stirred something he couldn’t understand. Deep hate, pity, sadness, even love and joy filling his dead soul. He might as well be feeling every emotion possible.

...yet he still didn’t have enough determination to keep himself alive.

He looked back to the window to see Ink talking to the council, many of them trying and failing to hold up the apparently heavy brush. He laughed softly, he truly was a powerful God then.

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Death had gone off to work again, leaving Geno alone once more. For once, he wasn’t upset to be alone again. He was excited. Not quite the typical type, however. He was the wonderfully guilt retching nervous excitement, the excitement of a secret plan that you can’t tell anyone.

He rushed down the stairs of the porch, hardly even using them at all, before running to the small patch of grass he first showed upon. The screen was lit before him, and Frisk was still dying, yet it was to Mettaton this time.

He watched carefully as their soul split in half before him, his soul panging alive for a moment in sympathy. Then, the underground and battle faded, and the giant lettering of GAME OVER appeared before him. The quiet words of “stay determined” played before the screen grew white and Frisk was back again.

It truly was a matter of will.

If he knew he had to take “fake it ‘til you make it” literally he would’ve done this much sooner. Closing his eyes, he attempted to tap into his magic, pull whatever wisping waves that were still there. He found a small thread and tensed as he pulled at it. Pulling and pulling until-

His eyes flew open and the sound of his soul beating thundered in his skull.

He closed his eyes again, attempting to use his magic to pull himself back together. Willing the glitches and the pain away. Slowly, the spikes of pain that always lingered in the background toppled over, and his mind became blissfully clear. Then, after another long moment, he couldn’t feel the bite of the glitches anymore.

Opening his eyes again, his other eye was reignited, the side that had long since been melted like a candle now back together for the most part. A simple bump in his skull was the only reminder.

He wanted desperately to leave right then and there, to have the fresh air of some surface day in some AU, but that wouldn’t be fair to Death. The main person who stuck by his side through all of this even waited for him during the resets and waited further until he was ready afterward. To leave without any word would be more than just a little rude.

At least he didn’t have to wait long, he barely finished the thought before Death came running into the save screen.

“Gen-?” He turned, and Death seemed taken aback. He smiled brightly for a moment, rushing forward before suddenly stopping himself, “...Soul?”

“Y-... yeah?” He choked out.

“I… I’ll bring Life, Merce’, and Magic ta see ya one last time.” Death tried to smile, but it was clear it was a bittersweet moment.

“Thanks, birdy.” Geno sniffled, laughing softly when a wing brushed away his tears.

Life was the first to show up, running in with a smile.

“Soul! Oh- I’m so happy for you! I don’t know how you managed it-but I’m still so happy!” Life had crouched down to her knees, still somehow towering over him, and holding his hands, “It’s a disappointing set of circumstances, for sure, but I know it’ll simply be goodbye for a little while.”

“You act like I’m gonna go away forever, I’m just getting out of the save screen,” Geno spoke nervously, avoiding Life’s piercing gaze.

“You still question too much, Geno.” Core’s voice spoke up, “I cannot explain why, but yes this is goodbye for a little while, at least in divine time.”

Mercy and Magic came in next, both carefully making their way over and seeming hesitant on how to start the conversation.

“...I’m sorry this is how we had to meet, Soul.” Magic finally spoke with an approving nod. “I would’ve come sooner, but as you may know, divine days and general time work far differently than mortals twenty-four hour systems.”

Geno nodded and Mercy slowly stepped forward.

“I… I Enjoyed Our Time Together, Soul. I Do Hope I Will See You Again Soon.” They spoke surely, hands clasped nervously in front of them.

Death stepped forward, and everyone parted.

“Thanks… thank ya, Soul. For sharin’ this time with me.”

Core even smiled at that, but also shook their head dismissively, as if there was no point to this whole event of theirs.

Geno nodded again, finding that his voice had betrayed him. He was pushed away by a wing and faced towards the grass. “Good luck, gen.”

Geno’s limbs felt heavy as he moved, but slowly he did walk towards the grass, making a portal before him. He stepped through just before it closed, and instead of the bright surface he was met with thundering white. An endless landscape as far as the eye could see.

Core appeared before him.

“Good luck, Error.” They spoke as Geno fell to the ground, his magic suddenly betraying him as he passed out.

All characters belong to their respected Creators

Ink's design in this chapter isn't his old one, it's actually one of his canon alternates! (I'm sure you can probably guess which one, but it's the one on the left)

#Undertale #UTMV #utmv #An Error's Journey #AEJ #AEJ Chapter 51 #Geno sans #Reaper sans #Ink sans #Reaper papyrus #Life Toriel #Magic Gaster #CORE frisk #Lust sans #Blue sans #geno x reaper #my writng #my works

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Star Sanses Extended Chapter 3: Error

Here is chapter 1 on AO3

“YOU CAN’T-” Undyne began, her face furrowing together in a sort of pure anger that felt very unlike her.

“PLEASE, WAIT FOR EVERYTHING TO CALM DOWN. MY FRIENDS AND I CAN EXPLAIN IN A BIT, BUT I CAN’T STAY HERE TALKING TO YOU.” Papyrus said, trying to be patient and not show how unnerved he was. It occurred to him that talking to Alphys might help her some, and he used blue magic to carefully grab her SOUL. Then, with full concentration, moved the blue bones and Undyne herself to the blubbering Alphys in the corner who had stayed where Papyrus had asked her to.

Behind him, he could hear a sound almost like a soft gust of wind. Turning around, he found Mettaton’s body collapsed on the floor. There were bones sticking out of his middle, solid ones. His arms looked burnt, like he had been hit with a Gaster Blaster and deflected it using them. Dream and Ink didn’t have blasters or bones, Dream had told him earlier. Therefore, Papyrus could assume Error had done this. Papyrus looked at the black boned skeleton. He had a scratchy grin scrawled across his face, and his expression was comically like a cartoon villain’s.

“Drreeaamyyy boyyy!” Error said, taunting. His voice was glitching in such a way that it sounded like an old radio’s version of nails on chalkboard. Dream threw a mourning glance at Mettaton’s crumpled body, which felt mildly excessive since he had only run out of battery.

“Error! Please! Leave this timeline alone!” Dream begged, stringing another arrow. He didn’t sound exactly desperate, more like he didn’t want to deal with any of these shenanigans.

“Pretty please?” Ink called from the ceiling, blinking his eye sockets and grinning.

“Can it squid!” Error said, his voice no longer sounding so ear-grating.

“FRIEND…” Papyrus trailed off, struggling to find the right thing to say. He wasn’t following what was happening. He wasn’t done training with Dream. He had just plunged into his first Alternate Universe and came face to face with a troubled skeleton he didn’t know that looked horribly like his brother. He just met Alphys for the first time and she was rude and terrified. He just met a grieving Undyne. The Underground felt like it had been flipped upside down and things were moving too quickly.

“Friend?” Error said, laughing. The glitching in his voice made his giggles sound halting. “We’re not friends, you idiot. In fact, I will be your downfall,” Error reached his hands up to his eye sockets, his fingers snagging on something Papyrus couldn’t quite see. Then he pulled them away, dragging brilliant blue strings that matched the permanent tears streaming down his face. He appeared braced to move, and then Dream grabbed his forearm. Error’s expression of glee turned to shock, then the errors and glitches riddling his body multiplied until it was hard to see any bit of him. Dream drew back, looking relieved.

“So. Now you’ve met Error,” Dream said, sighing. “I’m ready to go home, how about you?” He gave Papyrus a tired grin, and his slump showed he was just about ready to drop on the spot. Papyrus nodded, and shot solid bones to cut Ink loose. He reached out his SOUL magic to catch his falling friend, but he missed. Somehow. It was almost like there wasn’t a SOUL there for Papyrus to catch. Ink hit the ground and rolled, coming to a full stop splat on the ground like a puddle.

“Thanks!!” Ink said, grinning. “Ooone moment!” He danced forward (yes, danced) and scooped his brush off the floor. He then splashed bright blue ink all over Error that solidified into chains.

“Ink, the SOUL.” Dream said patiently. Ink looked at him blankly for a moment, his expression mirroring Papyrus’s feelings, then a little light bulb went off on his eye light. He splashed a pool of ink on the floor, just like he had when he made the shortcut, but this time all he stuck was his hand in. Then he pulled out a Determined human SOUL, just like that.

“WHERE’D THAT COME FROM?! DO WE NEED TO RETURN IT?!” Papyrus said, alarmed.

“No, no.” Dream said, walking over to Ink and reaching a hand out. “This SOUL belongs to this timeline. Error took it so that the timeline couldn’t RESET.” Papyrus opened his mouth to ask a question, but Undyne interrupted him.

“Who the hell are you guys?! Let me go and we can have a real fight!!” She yelled from the other side of the room, where Papyrus had left her.

“RIGHT, SORRY FRIEND,” Papyrus said, reaching out a hand to dissipate the bones.

“Paper, wait.” Dream said. Papyrus turned to him questioningly, but before he could ask Dream continued. “I’m going to show you something, alright? Come here.” Papyrus strode over and crouched to see the brilliant red SOUL Dream was holding.

“WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO DO WITH IT?” Papyrus said tentatively.

“RESET the timeline. Do you know about RESETs?” Dream said. Papyrus felt his SOUL drop past his ribcage. The word felt… familiar. It did not feel good. But for whatever reason, he couldn’t place it.

“I’M… NOT SURE. I THINK I DO, BUT YOU BETTER EXPLAIN IT ANYWAYS.” Papyrus said. Dream nodded, his expression saying that he was thankful Papyrus was honest.

“Determined human SOULs have the power to manipulate time itself. They can SAVE, LOAD, and RESET. SAVING is when they place a bookmark of sorts in time itself. They can LOAD and come back to the savepoint. RESETTING is when they go back to the beginning, typically when the human first fell into the Underground.” Dream explained. Pieces were beginning to come together in Papyrus’s skull.

“SO WE CAN BRING THIS TIMELINE BACK TO BEFORE OTHER ME… LEFT.” Papyrus said, exited.

“Exactly!” Ink said, jumping up to sling his arm around the crouching skeleton.

“WHAT ABOUT ERROR?” Papyrus said, looking towards the skeleton, still glitch-ridden.

“Eh, he’ll be out for a while. We could take him with us for lunch though, he might like that!!” Ink rambled. “Do you have any chocolate?”

“I BELIEVE SO, WHY?”

“We are not bringing Error for lunch.” Dream said firmly, nervously glancing at Error. “Ink, please take him back to his anti-void.” Ink pouted before making another shortcut and dragging himself and Error through.

“MAYBE HE JUST NEEDS A FRIEND,” Papyrus said ponderingly. Dream barked a dry laugh.

“Ink’s his friend. If either of the idiots can remember it.” He said.

“THEN WHY DO THEY FIGHT? AND WHY CAN’T WE BRING HIM FOR LUNCH?” Papyrus said. If Error was a friend, then why did he act the way he did? Error needed to take some friendship classes.

“You know how Ink forgets everything if he isn’t looking right at it?” After Papyrus nodded, Dream continued. “Error’s the same way. He can even do it staring right at you.”

“I WONDER WHAT IT’S LIKE TO NOT REMEMBER YOUR LIFE.” Papyrus said.

“I don’t know, and honestly? I’m too concerned already to find out. Now, I’m going to RESET then teleport us straight to your place. Don’t worry, we’ll come out right outside of your door.” Dream said, closing his eyes in concentration. Papyrus refrained from saying anything in case he broke Dream’s concentration. A small blip, then two glowing buttons appeared in front of the human SOUL. One said LOAD and the other RESET. Dream brought a hand up and brushed a finger along RESET. A white flash, tinged with gold and red, then they were in Snowdin.

Snowdin looked just the same as he had left it. Nothing was changed, nothing at all. It didn’t feel different like that red timeline. It felt so bizarre, having just gone on this adventure, and home was the exact same. What was he going to tell Sans? The truth, obviously, but where to start? Papyrus’s fantastic mind had barely been able to keep up with it all. But it was lunch time. He could pause and think over lunch. Surely, nothing would happen over lunch.

“Come on, unless you’d like to eat elsewhere?” Dream asked. Papyrus straightened, realizing he was still crouched.

“NO, PLEASE! COME IN. I WAS SIMPLY ENJOYING BEING BACK AT MY FANTABULOUS HOME.” Papyrus said, striding forward to the door. He heard Dream mutter something to himself that sounded a bit like “is… real word?” before his boots thumped in the snow behind Papyrus. Papyrus swung open the door, ready for food (and his brother). Sans was, in fact, inside, and right in front of the door.

“hey bro,” Sans’s eye lights were out, which made Papyrus pause. Sans’s eye lights didn’t go out often.

“SANS, IS THERE SOMETHING WRONG?” Papyrus said, concerned.

“nah, nothin’. but uh, did ya’ know we got some visitors?” He said, turning his skull slightly to the couch that had a broom thrown behind it.

“AH, MY APOLOGIES DEAR BROTHER! THAT’S MY NEW FRIEND. HE WAS SUPPOSED TO COME WITH ME, BUT I GUESS HE GOT EXCITED.” Papyrus said.

“... friend? as in singular?” Sans said, his eye lights flickered back on, but he still looked concerned.

“WELL I HAVE A SECOND ONE HERE, SAY HELLO DREAM!! THIS IS MY BROTHER SANS.” Papyrus said, only after realizing Dream knew this.

“then uh, why’s he got a buddy?” Sans said, waddling towards the couch. Well, he was really walking, but Papyrus liked to call it waddling. He did look like a penguin. Papyrus followed, with Dream in tow, only to find that Error had been plopped on the couch with Ink.

“Heyyy buddy friend pal!” Ink said excitedly. “What’s for lunch?”

“I thought I was clear, Error is not having lunch with us.” Dream interrupted, stepping in front of Papyrus and his brother.

“Aww come on, why not??” Ink whined. Dream began lecturing him as Sans sidled up to Papyrus.

“hey bro, i’m glad you're making friends don’t get me wrong, but could ya’ have picked… better ones?” Sans said, raising an eyebrow bone (honestly I don’t feel like googling the terminology just shhhh).

“THESE REALLY ARE GOOD FRIENDS! WELL, ERROR ISN’T, BUT I’M SURE WE CAN HELP HIM!!” Papyrus said, trying to be reasonable and look at it from Sans’s perspective. “THEY’RE VERY IMPORTANT, I CAN EXPLAIN OVER LUNCH.”

“aight, guess that brings us back to lunch, huh? whatcha want? i can make it today, so you can keep hangin’ out with your buddies.” Sans said.

“MAC AND CHEESE, PERHAPS?” Papyrus offered. Sans nodded, and was beginning to walk into the kitchen when there was a shout.

“SQUIIIIIIIIID!!!” Error shouted, his voice escalating and glitching hard. Ink paused, looking at the mad skeleton.

“Uhh… yea?” He said, an eye light flipping pale green.

“Why the hell am I here?!?” Error said, glaring at his ‘friend.’ It did not look like they were friends.

“Oh- I thought you might like lunch!” Ink said cherrily, throwing his hands up.

“You are perfectly welcome to leave,” Dream said in a voice that would’ve been icy had it been used by anyone else. Dream himself was so warm though that it was impossible for his words to have the same edge.

“Fucking hell squid, how many times do I have to tell you to leave me alone?!” Error growled, standing up. As much as he was pretending to not be listening to Dream, he seemed about to accept his offer.

“I HAVE CHOCOLATE.” Papyrus said, remembering what Ink had asked him. Error whipped around and stared straight at Papyrus, locking eye sockets. He glared for a moment, and Papyrus got worried that Ink had remembered something wrong (again). Then, Error sat back down.

“Fine, I guess I can stay for lunch.” He said, scoffing, pointedly not looking at Ink. Sans grabbed Papyrus’s arm, yanking him into the kitchen.

“papyrus, where did these guys come from?” Sans said, keeping his voice low enough that the others couldn’t hear.

“THAT’S… HARD TO ANSWER. ELSEWHERE, I SUPPOSE. MAYBE HERE. THEY ARE ABLE TO EXPLAIN BETTER.” Papyrus said. It felt like he was telling a lie, or avoiding the truth. Even though he just couldn’t find the right words. He hoped Dream would clear everything up. Sans just sighed.

“that’s aight. go back to the living room, i don’t want your glitchy buddy tearing up the couch,” Sans said. Seeing Papyrus’s look, he added, “i’ll get the chocolate for him, don’t worry. and i won’t burn anything.” Sans relaxed his expression, the previously strained smile looking a bit more natural. As Sans turned to the cupboards to search for food, Papyrus walked back out to the living room.

“MY CARING BROTHER IS TAKING CARE OF LUNCH, IT WILL HOPEFULLY BE READY SOON.” Papyrus said. Error scoffed again, turning to look at the door in what appeared to be longing. “ERROR, I DON’T BELIEVE I INTRODUCED MYSELF TO YOU EARLIER.”

“You did.” He said dryly.

“I- I DID? REALLY?” Papyrus said.

“I’ve got no clue if you did or didn’t, but I know who you are and I’m sure golden there told you who I am.” Without moving his head, Error drifted his eye lights back over to Papyrus. They were mismatched, Papyrus realized. Dream huffed.

“Don’t bother Paper. Error’s a prick.” Dream walked over to Ink, shoved him closer to Error, then sat down at the very edge of the couch.

“He’s not a prick per say…” Ink said in a wheedling voice.

“Sure, go ahead and talk about me as if I’m not in the room.” Error said, his eye lights gliding back to the door.

“I APOLOGIZE FRIEND. LOOK, I RECOGNISE THAT YOU DON’T WANT TO INTRODUCE YOURSELF, BUT I WOULD.” Papyrus stuck out a hand. Error glared at it. “GREETINGS! I AM PAPER. I BELIEVE I’M FROM UNDERTALE.”

“I’m Error. I’m an outcode. Leave me alone.”

“I call Error’s AU Errortale!! There are others from his timeline out there I think…” Ink said, trailing off into thought that would surely be forgotten.

“They don’t fucking matter.” Error grumbled, looking slightly uncomfortable.

“Would you lighten up on your language?!” Dream said, snapping a little. He had squeezed his eyes shut.

“Fuck shit damn,” Error said, and Papyrus could see a little smirk appear on his face. Error was proving to have… a difficult personality.

“keep the cuss words down in m’house please!” Sans called from the kitchen. Papyrus winced, realizing that this was Sans’s first impression of his new friends.

“HOW ABOUT THIS- DREAM AND I CAN FIND A BOARD GAME WE CAN PLAY WHILE WE WAIT FOR FOOD!” Papyrus threw a glance at Dream. His eye lights had reopened and he stood up. Error rolled his eye lights and Ink just looked passively happy. Papyrus walked behind the couch to a tired bookcase. It had puzzles, games, and cards that he and his brother played with when their free time lined up. Or when the snow outside was too much to go anywhere. While Papyrus and Dream pursued the games, Ink blathered to Error in the background.

“What about this one?” Dream said, pulling out a tan box titled “Munchkins” with cartoon humans on the front. Undyne had given it to him a few months ago, he and Sans had played it once.

“AH, ALRIGHT. FRIENDS! WE’RE PLAYING MUNCHKINS.” Papyrus said, walking back over to the couch and sitting down uncomfortable in front of the TV. Ink slipped to the ground happily, and Error made a big show of getting up and sitting back down, dragging a pillow Sans had left from the night before to the floor with him. Dream plopped down between Papyrus and Ink. It was game time, and Papyrus was ready to be competitive.

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