I don't own Undertale or the AU'S or Dreamtale. Don't own Fgod concepts. Absolutely none of the characters(I'msure someonewouldhaveputtogetersomethingsimmilareventually)... BOOK 1
The multiverse was still young when the first Error fell, Ink creatin...
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Guardians mind was full of static...
Nothing...
But then... a voice. He blinked open his sockets.
A tree... gold fruit.... dark fruit with a starry gleam... and, someone facing away from him. A crescent moon hang in the sky over the hill.
>Brother you need to wake up!< ____________________________
Nightmare had felt the balance tip onto his side too quickly, he couldn't help but to feel annoyed, Dream wasn't doing his job right...
Then again if what the Temmie said was any indication, he would need to save that idiots tail bone before he could fully wake up his alter ego once more.
He sighed. "Asylum, stay here to await patents should anyone need healing, Killer, Chef and Dust, you're with me. We'll be going now. The original birdtale is too negative so we're just running damage control. No killing." He ordered.
Asylum saluted Nightmares order's while Chef grabbed his axe and hatchet just in case. Killer pouted, he liked slitting throats.
Dust sighed.
Nothing could have prepared them for the disaster they were about to encounter...
They all stepped through the dreaded dark portal.
Fire everywhere. Ink madly giggling over-
It's a child. "Dream..." Nightmare almost growled when he realised something. The child's arms were detatched, sockets closed, the monsters all glareing at the child... Ink didn't feel right either.
He felt like-
"BILL! YOU MANIAC! IF YOU TIP THE BALANCE WE ALL DIE!" He growled as he launched at the possessed creator.
Ink dodged, cackling. "To think you of all people would come and save him! Ahahahaha!!!!!"
Cross looked confused at what nightmare was calling Ink but upon realising that the new comers attention was on Ink, he looked at Guardian.
Cross intended to kill him-
The entire AU became blacked out. A space of darkness.
Nightmare was livid.
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While tweedle D and Tweedle dumb were occupied with an angry negativity entrenched spirit, Chef, a skeleton monster in a stained shirt, torn basket ball shorts and a faded blue hoodie... scratched the inside of his socket While looking down at Guardian.
Guardian was clearly a child, even wearing a blue striped shirt. Glitches all over him. And the wounds...
How he hadn't yet dusted was a mystery. Chef looked around before finding the broken off arms of the child, aiming to do a rough re-attatchment. Yet the child's magic drew the limbs into place, partly closing the wounds.
Chef frowned. "Kill... Dus... kids not.... good..." he uttered, unable to properly communicate as he wished.
Killer whistled looking at the damage. "Any idea what boss wants us to do with him?" He asked.
Chef shrugged.
Dust shook his skull.
The darkness receded, nightmare was holding the possessed Creator with a tendril tightly wound round his cervical spine(neck). His opposite side, his held cross up by the front of his shirt with a hand.
