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Dream was in Dreamtale. He sat by the stump and he brought flowers.
It was the only bright thing in this AU now. The negativity was almost choking Dream but he still came he here.
"Hey, I guess you must be wondering why my outfit is different? Funny story but... it got very ripped in a fight so my friends helped me get a new outfit. I just wish that my cape..."
The cape had been fixed and shortened but he was still upset at himself for letting it get torn like it did.
Dream fiddled with the two thin parts of it that rested on his torso. It reminded him of hoodie drawstrings almost.
"...I think I finally understand something though. Nightmare isn't going to come back or change-"
"Do you talk to yourself often?"
Dream gasped and turned around.
It was Ink.
Dream hadn't talked to Ink since he felt betrayed by Ink.
Ink looked a little different too.
His scarf used to be brown, but now it looked like it was bleached. Only the part around Ink's neck was brown. Some of the wood on Ink's giant paint brush had splotches of bleached wood on it too.
Ink waved at Dream.
"Hey Dream! Long time no see! How have you been?"
"...Fine. What are you doing here?
Ink rubbed the back his skull and winced while cracking a grin.
"Well... I found this place it's codes tried to kick me out. I mean I was going to leave anyways since it made me uncomfortable but... there's a skeleton there and you like saving people right? So save them."
Dream blinked.
Ink tended to make others uncomfortable so that's strange. But...
"Why? You don't even step in to save others when Nightmare and I fight unless it might harm the integrity of the AU. You protect all the worlds almost too well but you don't care about the people."
Ink has stopped many AU's from collapsing the moment something happens. Only a few worlds have collapsed and that was back when Ink was new to multiverse and his role as the Protector of creation.
Only creation.
Everyone can tell something is off with the multiverse but no one can tell what. Dream had his own ideas based on his own role...
"So you want this guy to go crazy? Look here's the portal, bye!"
Ink made two portals. He then vanished through one but left the other one open.
Dream wasn't sure but he could feel the negative emotions from the AU so he jumped in to help.
He held his head tightly.
The voices were so loud (were they always there?) and it was filling his brain until it only left one thought.
"̷̧̭̲͈̟͚́̄̀́ͅḮ̸̢̛͙̠͔̭̩͔͈͍͙̪̣͖͕́̃̇͗͘̚͝ ̷̡͓̳̜͇̯͓̰͋̓͛̊̐̐̚͘h̶̡̛̫̯̱͕̹̣̪̼̙͈̺̒̐̽̌̆͑̍̑̿̑̃̈́̕̚̚a̴̝̯͙͐̋͌̽̾̀̇̏̇̑̏͠ẗ̵̡̟̻̟͓̳͈̝̭̮̫́̉̀̔́́̃̀̈̅͂̆̐͑̕͠ë̸̯̦͖̺̩̞́͒͜͝ ̸̭͎͓̼͕̔͒͋͗̐̚͝͝é̵̹͎̯̅̔͋̓̔̀̓̆̀͂̒͠͝ͅv̵͕̯̜̣͉̓̐̑̈́̍̑̓̀̿͐͛̉̓̽̉̚͝è̵̫̣͎̹͇̪̱̝̰͇͔̓̃͌͂̃̊͘̕͜͝ŕ̵̢̧̯̭̞̣̳̩͚̫̤̬̐͑̇̀̕͜͜y̴̨͇̫̤̤̗̫̥̯͓͇̼̩͓͈̤͑̎́̂̓̓̽̀̈̇͋̅̐̿͊̿ţ̵̢͔̥̩̟̜̼̞͎͈̲̼̓̓̎̍̕̚h̴͙̙̲͔̆͆͐̀͗̃́̇̕͝i̵̘̐̏ṋ̶̡̢̡̛̛͓̱̬̪̭̘͇̯͎̺̀̎͐͊͒͒̂͆̊̈͘g̷̛͙̙͎̣͔͕̥̈́͌͌͂̿͑̊̀̀̃͝ ̵͖́̿̀̓͛͒͝a̶̻͙͕̟͔͔̥̬͋̅͒̄͗͜ͅǹ̸̤̗̫̦̼́̎̃͠d̴̟̖͖͇̫̜̘̪̩͓̀̂̌͑̂̆̿́̾̃̓͛͠ͅ ̴̨̼͓̖̹̩̝͇̂̒̃̊́̎͘e̴̡̨̲̟̳̻̲͚̗̱̠͙̊͛̍̈̋̓̂͑̽̆̒̇͗̂͜͝v̶̛̛͙͔̘͎̺̦͓͙͇͆̽͊̅͒̒ę̴̨̦̣̣̘̭̬̗̩̺̝͎̠̼̳̈́́̃̊̌̈́̀̍̓́̑r̵̢̛͔̟̩̋̔͐̍̎̾̾̓̈̓̚y̵͙̼̥͕͋̄̆͛͊͑̀ǫ̴̛͙̖̦̩͔͈̩͒̉̚͝͠͝ͅn̷̙̺͎̱̯̖̟̆̍̈́̈́͑̊͂̈́̾̊͆̎̇̓͠ȩ̸̡̳̪̬̠͖̮̳̖̱̼́̆̋͑͑͘͜ ̴̨͍͕̻̣͖̹͕̹̜̯͗̀̔I̴̡̩̠̮̲̯̺̱͈̬͌̇̋͊̇̓̃̽̂̈̕͝ ̸̢̞̬̰͖͓͉̮͙̹͎̟̃̇̏͊͗̍͘̕͜͝ͅͅh̵̛̬̬̹̭͈͔̰̙͖̣̳͎̿̃̈́̀͂a̷̛̩̗͌́̽̍́t̶̡̯̰̱͓̬̤̘̭̜͕̱̤̝͇̲̍̓́̎̂̽͒̓̂̆͐̐͌̆͗͗ͅȩ̶̢̨͍͍̙̼̗̭̼̩́͂͂͆̀̊̐̀̈́̃̃ ̵̡̛͔̝̻̹̲̍̃͆̈́͛̓̒͂̓̓̈́͜Į̶̺͙͕̤̼̘̬̫̘̈́͒͂͌̌̊̈́̒̃̈́̏̂̔̃͛́̓ ̶̟̀͒̿̚ḣ̷͓̹̞̝̻̜̲̱̬͊̾͊ạ̵̢̜̟̱̬̩̜͉͚͎͔̭̌̑́̋̈̕͜͜t̶̢̟͇̠̺͚̹̮̜̄͠ȩ̸͙̙͓̰͖͓̞͎͌͋́͂̀̐́̐̊̇͝͝ ̴̢̧̲̞̱͖̪̽͒̀͑̄̚̕͝͝I̷̛͍̪̩̣̠̰̺̹̯̮͙͉̺͑̒͋̏̂̽̈́̉̈͘-̵͔̼͓͙̗̥̭͈̣͈͙̆͌̆̕̕ͅ"̸̛̭̙̖̞̄͒̒͗̀̑̂͗́̑̈́̏̽͛
"Are you okay?!"
Dream stared at the endless white and shuddered against how oppressive this place was.
His eye lights focused on the only thing here.
There was a skeleton on the ground with his hands over where his ears would be. Most of the skeleton had turned dark with glitches and the occasional error but part of his face and some of his left arm and torso was still white. He wore the typical Sans hoodie but with different colours and red glasses.
He was muttering to himself.
"Are you okay?"
The Sans immediately sat up and faced Dream. He looked terrified of Dream before he snarled.
"Ŵ̷͔̠̈̀͝h̴̲̙̀̌͠͝ȧ̵̱̊̆̋ṫ̵̨̠̩͍̿ ̸̱̱͇͌̔t̷̲͓̓̑̀͐h̸̲͚̯̽̋e̴͉̾ ̷̛̙̟͍̣̊̿̾h̷͓̭͈̒ẻ̵̤͕̲̌̏́l̸̬̗̮̙͗l̶̪͖̏̊͒͑-̷̥͗̋ ̷̙̉W̶̩͓͚̄̋͑ͅh̶͉̹̔o̶̻̝͗͐ ̵̨͑͒̕å̸̹͔̪̝̈́r̴͙͎͔̖̽é̵̢̖͔͈ ̶͔̜̭͒y̶͇̓̔̀͠ō̵͇̓͐͝ủ̴̪̗̭̦?̷͓̍!̴̩̄̊ ̷͙͉̥̙̐̃͝Ä̸̧͎̖̟͑n̵͉̝̱͊̈́͂̾d̷͉͉̈́͊̒ ̵̝̥͙͕̄́̈̔h̶̢̹̤͈̃̈̈́̌ơ̵̝͕͒̈́w̸̖͒̑̕ ̵͍͖̔̔͌͜ḑ̷̋̊î̵̜̖̪͓͌̕d̸̙̝̀̔̄̚ ̵̈́͜y̵͚͛̌o̷̰͇̠̾ű̴̮͚̑̑͝ ̸̠̜̀́̊g̴̭͓̩͌e̸̢̛̱̙̪t̴̥̟͙̗͑̎̚ ̴̻̮̫͎̓͗̀͝ḧ̴̳͕͕́͘ͅe̶͖͊̏r̴̝̈́̀ͅë̸̘͛͝?̵̼̑!̴̩̣̙̑̑"
Dream couldn't quite make out what he was saying.
He held his arms out in a universal gesture of peace.
"My name is Dream. I am here to help and get you out-"
The glitches died down as his left eye socket lost its eye light.
"I̴͍̔ ̸͙̀ć̴͇ạ̸̓n̷̍ͅ.̷̳̒.̸̘̕.̸̤͂ ̶̹̓l̶̊e̸͐a̴v̶͐e̵?̸́"
"Uh yeah the portal is still open behind me."
The skeleton squinted at what was behind Dream before bolting to it. Dream hurried after him.
The portal had shut once the two of them left.