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My Multiverse Part 59

Five years later…

Dream walked down the Doodlesphere with Blue and Error by his side. Nightmare said he would meet them at the AU.

“You sure this is going to be easy?” Blue asked, his voice glitching a bit more than it normally does, a sign of worry they soon learned.

“Nope! But this job has never been easy!” Dream said and Error smiled as they approached the AU and entered.

“Wow. They really did a number on this place.” Blue said when he saw the AU.

The AU was dark and musty. Dread and fear was built into the AU. The snow falling down in front of the ruins door, colored a faded pink, was icey and sent shivers down their spines.

“You know what we have to do. Help the innocent, remove corruption, and offer them a place in the multiverse along with therapy.” Dream said and the two nodded as they explored the AU.

The forest was devoid of traps, not a good sign. Snowdin was empty, another bad sign.

“So, what are we looking for?” Error asked, running his hands over the snow.

“A person. From what I could hear, within the snickers and laughter of the creators, this AU’s Flowey rules the AU with an iron fist, or vine.” Dream said and the two shuddered as they were picked up and pinned.

“Let us go!” Dream screamed and a deep and sickening laugh caught Dream off guard.

“Alright.” Nightmare said and he let them down against the snow and laughed as he saw Dream’s angry face.

“Not funny!” Dream said, shaking from either the cold or shock, probably both.

“Sure.” Nightmare said, rolling his eye with a smug grin on his face.

“Um, guys? We need to get moving!” Error said as he held up a pile of snow, which was mostly, dust.

“Yeah. We sure do. What did you find out Nightmare?” Blue asked as the team sped off.

“Flowey rules the world and people are hunted for fun, though this world’s Sans and Papyrus are his special toys that he tortures.” Nightmare said, and he pulled out some black cloaks for everyone to wear, and they donned them quickly.

“Blue, can you and Error go search for people hiding?” Dream asked and the two nodded as they sped off.

“So, what do you expect from this AU?” He asked, and Nightmare shuddered.

“Probably something along the lines of those angst AUs.” Nightmare said as they got off the ground and began to move among the stalgatities hanging from the ceiling, besto to avoid Flowey’s roots.

When the two got to New Home, it was a jungle. Plants and debris were everywhere, and every single piece of flora was an enemy. It wasn’t the most dangerous mission they had been on, but it was far from the easiest.

Dream grabbed one of Nightmare’s tentacles and was launched across the city, landing on the roof of the throne room. His brother followed and they slowly lowered themselves into the throne room. It was pretty much a green bowl made of vines with a dirt circle in the center.

“Alright. We need to get to the best place to work as a dungeon.” Dream said. “No one’s here.” He said as Dream was lifted up.

“I’ll go over to the lab. We passed it on our way here, you stay here and watch out for the weed.” Dream said and Nightmare gave him a suspicious look.

“If I find the Sans and Papyrus they will panic, I can calm them down and I can take care of myself. But if you patrol and find Flowey, fight him. Keep him busy.” Dream whispered and Dream went off.

When he got to the lab, it took some maneuvering to avoid stepping on the vines, but he was able to get down into the lab and quickly explored the barren and dusty lab.

“Hello? Is anyone there?” Dream whispered, when he heard no response he continued down the hallway and saw two makeshift cells. With the Sans and Papyrus of the universe inside of them.

“Who are you?” Sans asked, and upon closer inspection he was the only one without his jaw broken.

“A friend. I’m here to rescue you.” Dream said and Sans’ eyes lit up with joy.

“Thank you!” Sans exclaimed as he gripped the plant-like bars of his cell.

“Don’t thank me. It’s my job.” Dream said and he used an arrow to slice the bars and set the two free.

They stumbled and tripped, and overall had a hard time walking. Dream was patient, from their physical condition, broken bones, bruises, and dents in the skull, and clear scars where possibly deadly fractures were, Dream was understanding.

“Well, well, well, it seems I have multiple intruders on my hand!” Flowey said as he popped from the ground in front of them.

“Let us leave Flowey.” Dream said, summoning his bow.

“Nope!” Flowey said giggling as the Sans and Papyrus cowered behind Dream.

“Please let me have my toys back, you don’t end up like your other intruder do you?” He asked, giving an innocent frown as he cackled.

“Let us leave.” Dream said, unphased by Flowey's threat.

“Aww~. Did you not hear me?” Flowey said and Dream laughed as his eyes gleamed with confidence.

“Look behind you.” Dream said, and Nightmare smiled, followed by Error and Blue.

“Oh sh-” Flowey said and was dead before the swear left his mouth.

Dream led the Sans and Papyrus to a portal set up to the omega timeline, Core Frisk was berated for not interfering but they barely managed to get out of it by stating they knew what would happen before it did. So they saw no need to interfere, though it was not with a light heart they stayed out of the situation.

“The people there will explain everything to you.” Dream said as he led the people out of there and Error was ready to destroy the AU. Taking the already isolated Frisk soul with him. It was a miracle they were able to give the souls physical bodies and give them a proper home in the omega timeline, or their own if it was inhabitable.

Classic had woken up and yawned, he hadn’t been woken up. It was weird, Papyrus usually woke him up. Though Classic suddenly remembered the last run, a genocide run. He got up and ran to Papyrus’ room, and there was his brother, sitting on his bed and curled up.

“Heya bro. You ok?” Sans asked as he sat next him, only to be caught in a large hug.

“I don’t think I will ever get used to getting killed.” Papyrus said and Sans sighed as he hugged him back.

“I haven’t either.” Sans said and he called Undyne.

“Hey Sans. You ok?” Undyne said and Sans gave a stumbling ‘yeah.’

“Paps is having a hard time. How are you doing?” Sans asked and Papyrus began to listen in as he put Undyne on speaker. “You’re on speaker and Paps is here.” Sans said.

“I-I still have no idea how you deal with that Sans.” Undyne said, her voice lacked the passion and life she was known for.

“I gave up trying a long time ago. But you guys, have people to confide in. Don’t give up trying. Please, don’t do what I did.” Sans said, and Undyne gave a resounding ‘Hell yeah!’ and Papyrus promised he would never give up, that he’d always keep trying. It made Sans feel happy, and he felt safe. Truly safe, safe like he had never been before.

Later that day, he and everyone, even Toriel and Flowey, came together and talked about what happened, a group therapy session of sorts.

“So, Asgore, Flowey, how far did they get, I know they killed me, but what about you?” Sans asked, and they sighed.

“They spared me.” Flowey said, Asgore hanging his head.

“I was killed by Flowey.” he said, glaring at the flower.

“Either that or they get unleashed upon humanity, your choice.” Flowey shrugged, “And I doubt you want to share a headspare with that murderous brat.” He said, sneering and shuddering at the memory.

“So, Chara isn’t a problem, yet. Or maybe they like teasing us, and will one day just pop up with the demon.” Sans said, but he quickly regretted his words when he realized who he was talking about and in front of who.

“I’m sorry. But, you have to understand, they’re, not going to...” Sans tried to say but Toriel stopped him.

“It’s ok Sans.” Toriel said, and Asgore kept silent.

They talked about the timeline and what they did, and Sans explained all the routes once again, though he left a few details out. Sans didn’t want to give anyone the crisis of morality he had a long time ago.

In the creator realm, everyone was bustling around and talking. The place was alive with papers scattered on the floor, pencils everywhere, and creators eager to show off what they made.

“This place is busier than ever. What happened?” Maxie asked when she sat next to Zack and Beatrice at the newly built food court.

“Someone made an occult, HorrorTale, Sansisk AU and from what I’ve seen, you should check it out.” Zack said, sipping a coffee.

“Sounds interesting. Is the Sans sympathetic or a maniac?” Beatrice asked, she was eating a donut based on Muffet’s spider pastries.

“A puppy people like to kick when it’s already down.” Zack said and Maxie gasped.

“Well I hope the Star Sanses get to save him. You know I don’t like too much torture, when you’ve seen one you’ve seen them all.” Maxie said as she looked at the rack of candy next to her.

“Me too. But you know the rules: Based on the contents and complexity of the universe, a time limit is placed on how long the Star Sanses will wait until they are allowed to rescue the inhabitants of the AU. It was the first agreement we ever made and it works well so far. And we can always go back to what it once was, just no more updates.” Zack said, and Jana came walking over.

“Hey. So, Underoccult sounding good? You guys really should check it out.” Jana said and Zack sighed.

“Sure. I was just recommending it.” Zack said, taking a long sip of coffee as he glared at her.

“Oh please. I’m enjoying this just as much as you are. Honestly, you need to lighten up.” Beatrice said, resting her elbows on the back of Zack’s chair.

“Yeah.” Zack, groaning when Jack came over.

“Can we stop talking about Underoccult? I found an angsty AU with Papyrus and Frisk as the main couple.” Jack said, and Maxie was intrigued.

“Rare pair. I like it.” Maxie said, smiling as she grabbed a bag of gummy bears and paid for them and dove into the delicious candy goodness.

“Anyway, how is your AU going?” Maxie asked, looking at Beatrice and Jana.

“Decent. The time limit is almost up, but I’m excited to see how they interact with the rest of the multiverse.” Jana said and Beatrice nodded as she stuffed her mouth with sugary donut goodness.

Dream was calling the Star Sanses to a meeting to tell them about how his mission went, and to learn how their own missions went. When everyone came to the Doodlesphere, the atmosphere was still lighter and brighter than when Ink had run this place, even five years later.

“So, I assume we had success across the board?” Dream said and was met with several resounding cheers. “So, how did it go?” Dream asked and they went in order, some people and the Dark Sanses compared it to a sharing circle thing from kindergarten but it was fun and everyone liked it.

“There was a guy who thought he could chain me up, he’s dust now.” Red said, and Black laughed.

“I encountered a whore, and she tried to grab my spine,” Black gestured to his exposed lower spine, “and it turned out she was the target. It was fun to watch her blood spill from her chest wound.” He said and only Red laughed, everyone was quiet and looking at Dream.

“Thanks. Anyone else have any ideas what the creators might be up to in terms of what you’ve encountered during your missions?” Dream said, looking around.

“There’s been more, Sans and Frisk shipping, along with more angst.” Geno said, and murmurs of agreement filled the room.

Dream managed to get notes on everyone’s missions and the trends they’re seeing. It would be useful information for Nightmare, but for now, he could relax. The meeting then became a meme fest and when Blue dropped in a box of beer, Dream decided to leave, he had the worst tolerance and everyone knew it, it was only a matter of time before they poured it down his throat.

Dream opened a portal and dropped off his notes on Nightmare’s desk, his brother drowning in papers.

“You need help?” Dream asked and Nightmare glared at him, as if he had just insulted him in every way imaginable.

“Fine, fine. You struggle with your Everest of papers while I hide from the rest of the Star Sanses.” Dream said but was caught with a tentacle.

“Why?” Nightmare asked, grinning evilly.

“Blue brought beer.” Dream said and Nightmare laughed.

“You are going there and I will request a video of your stupid drunk ass.” Nightmare said and threw Dream in a portal.

“Traitor!” Drea screamed and everyone looked at Nightmare, ready for a fight.

“Get me a video of him drunk. I need one. Sibling code.” Nightmare said as the portal closed, and Blue grabbed Dream’s shoulders and chuckled as his left eye glowed brightly.

“B-Blue, we’re friends right? You wouldn’t hand over my dignity to-” Dream said and had a bottle of beer slammed against his mouth.

It was only there for a few moments and when Blue ripped it free, Dream fell onto his back and was motionless for a few moments.

“Just wait a while. He’ll be running around like a toddler on a pound of pixie sticks in a while.” Blue said and he kissed Red on the cheek.

“Devilish cutie.” Red whispered and returned the kiss.

“Be quiet. I don’t want them to know!” Blue said as he was picked up and taken across the room as Black put some loud music on.

Blue met Red’s arrogant gaze with his own as Red danced with Blue on the meeting table, taking a swig of the booze Blue brought while he was at it.

“May I have this dance?” Alt asked Sci and the flustered skeleton hesitantly agreed and was thrown on the table as Alt led the dance and never slowed down.

“So, how’s everything on your side?” Sci asked as everyone began to drink and dance to the music.

“Decent. No one’s going on rampages anymore. And Error’s been calmer than he usually is.” Alt said as he dipped Sci and kissed him.

“How come you can dip me when you’re two feet shorter than me?” Sci asked and Alt had a simple reply.

“Creativity.” Alt said and Sci laughed.

The Dark Sanses were hanging out like usual, playing video games and cooking when Nightmare came down.

“So, how’s Dream?” Killer asked and Nightmare chuckled.

“Blue brought booze.” Nightmare said and every howled.

“Well, it seems we’ve got some entertainment tonight!” Dust said as he beat Fresh in their video game.

“Yeah. What do you want for lunch?” Horror asked and everyone gave their answers. Meat for himself, something exotic for Killer, Dust wanted something mild, Fresh wanted a mix of flavors, Error was content with chocolate, Cross wanted chocolate as well, and Nightmare would scavenge off whatever was prepared.

“Alright!” Horror said as he rummaged through the fridge.

Error was standing outside the castle and looking out at the AU. He took in a deep breath and looked at his family, they were laughing, playing, and were able to seek professional help for what they went through, along with Dream who was a big help, and the world was at peace.

He was free to do as he pleased, within reason, and could interact with people aside from his family without being beaten or ran away from in terror. It was a good feeling, something he hadn’t felt in a long time.

“Hey Error.” Nightmare said as he stood next to him.

“Hey Dad.” Error said and Nightmare wrapped his arm around Error.

“Any plans for the day?” Nightmare asked and Error shrugged.

“Nope. You?” Error asked and Nightmare gave him a confident smirk.

“I have some ideas, but there was something I did find.” Nightmare said as he handed Error a piece of paper.

“What’s this?” Error asked as he opened it up and gasped.

“You, how?” He asked when he saw what it was. A crappy investigation of who Error could have been, done by Ink.

“I found it when he ransacked his cottage soon after his defeat. I’ve been looking into it for so long, and I finally managed to get a lead. Something we can follow.” Nightmare said, smiling.

“You’ve narrowed it down to an alternate timeline?” Error said, about to cry.

“Yeah. Ink suspected Geno, but he couldn’t find anything after that and gave up. But when he looked at Blue’s code, only the non-glitched parts pointed to himself. So what do you say, wanna solve this mystery once and for all?” nightmare said and Error hugged him as he screamed at the top of his hypothetical lungs.

“YES!” Error said as Horror called them in for lunch, it wasn’t done, but the chocolate was ready and Cross was getting antsy.

“We’ll be there soon.” Nightmare said and Error cried tears of joy.

“Wanna tell them?” Error asked and Nightmare shrugged.

“If you want to.” Nightmare said as the two walked back into the castle.

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Lynx’s backstory Part 1

Lynx was never not hurting...in their au well lets say all the other sanses forgot about their au even lynx for a good amount of years so it was called the forgotten au...lynx was in line for the throne their father gaster the king...abused them, tortured,raped...even turned their own brother against them...that caused some major things to happen to lynx...they have always had trust issues still do...the only people they have ever really trusted were Geno, Error, and Fresh...lynx and the three always counted themselves as brothers for each other. Which helped lynx fight through everyday living with depression, ocd and ptsd….lynx was a really happy skeleton, before their father did all of that to them...at age 12...they started self harm because they couldn't handle reality, then when they turned 15 they decided they've had enough and escaped, but it went dark after he jumped through the window...they woke up and their appearance was different they still had the tear markings from experiments their father did on them but they didn't hurt nor could lynx feel them. While their eye that got injured earlier that day on “accident” by their dad, they could no longer see out of. ‘Great now I'm half blind’ they thought while standing up as they saw their surroundings. It was white all white and then two figures appeared in front of them. They stumbled back and hit what seemed to be the floor. One of the figures spoke and stepped closer. “Lynx your here because we see you want to help and change and stand up to your past..'' one of the figures spoke who called themself destiny. “W-what h-how did y-you know t-that?” Lynx spoke up. “Lynx you know how i know that your not stupid” said the other figure who called themself fate. “Y-yeah i k-know...fate and d-destiny...you choose what happens in our lives...b-but why am I here o-out of a-all people? “Lynx we chose you to become a god...because you have other forms don't you? Said destiny. “Y-yeah i d-do so w-what?” lynx stuttered while standing up. “Wait...how many blasters can you summon lynx at once?” asked fate. “Um t-the l-lowest i c-can do i-is 30 i t-think...heh i-i kinda h-had to h-hide my m-magic from m-my father….and m-my forms” “we know lynx” said destiny. Lynx changed forms into their demon form their tail down but their horns are up. “This o-one i l-like alot and with my r-resurrected angel f-form w-well w-wings and h-halo that is” they chuckled. “So do ya know how to fight kid? Asked fate. “Yeah I train myself but I never fought my dad...i just couldn't do it ya know?” “Yes, lynx we do know we saw.” said destiny. “And we wanna help you and for you to help others,who have gone through pain and for you to protect everyone at all costs.” “...so do we have a deal?” asked fate. ‘.....yes it's a deal.’ said lynx. **lynx then blacked out after that and they felt a jolt in their soul, they felt more power than they have in a while and they woke up in a tree**

*in Lynx’s mind*

“Huh? Why am I in a tree? Oh right fate and destiny sent me to this place for some reason….” *they climbed down from the tree and saw building supplies and equipment, they recall destiny told them that the supplies and this au was for lynx for their home and to make their mansion.. End of part one **

#lynx sans #backstory #part one #my writing #it sucks lol

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Lynx’s backstory part one

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*in Lynx’s mind*

what i have so far on the back story it would be greatly apprciated if someone could gimme ides :,v TWT

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