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lix88888 · 10 months

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Eldritchtale: The Beginning (of Everything)

Before there was time, before there was anything, there was nothing. And before there was nothing

there were Monsters.

They were not monsters in the sense that they were evil, but do not let that fool you into thinking they are good or misunderstood; they are called Monsters in the oldest sense of the word, and you might think that means that these beings are strange, unnatural, grotesque, and you would be right and you would also be wrong.

Look it up, a Monster, in it's most archaic definition

is a warning.

These particular Monsters are other, they are horrifying, almost sublime in a way, something that you can never know or bear to know. In a word, Eldritch.

The Monsters lived (for a definition of lived that applies to them) in the place between worlds, both outside of them and in their innermost core, and for an eternity they were all that was there.

Until, one day, someone came.

The poor man (for a definition of the world "man" that might have meaning in The Place Where The Horrors Dwell) was a scientist, that used to be called W. D. Gaster, and who had fallen into his creation and had become scattered across time and space.

He had, somehow, ended up here, or a part of himself did (it wasn't clear which), and this had allowed the Monsters to examine and observe this other monster (note the dinstiction between the two), and the world which he came from, both his real world and the Real World, (the one home to his Creator).

Most Monsters quickly lost interest in him, mainly because the miserable scientist had lost his mind during his first contact with the Monsters and now mostly spend his time alternating between screaming, whimpering and muttering, but there was one Monster who was still fascinated by him.

His name was ̷̰͙͉̮͎̐̋̑̚͠ ̸̹̹̮̳̰͂̊̀̍̇ ̶͎͙̜̣͓̍͆̄̈͠ ̷̧̘̞̗͌͑̉̃̕͜ (not easy to pronounce, I know), and they were so very intrigued by both worlds, and how they were joined by the most tenuous connection, which nonetheless allowed for it to generate such strong emotions and creations. It was so fascinating!

Some of the other Monsters mocked his interest in such insignificant, inconsequential things, but he ignored them and persisted, eventually deciding on doing as Gaster's Creator had done, and they themselves Created.

At first, the Monster had wanted to make something similar to what the other Creator had done, but that was not enough! They wanted more! More excitement, more new things, and he had so many ideas, more more more!

And so, they made a whole Multiverse out of it, making a single universe with ideas that fit together, and moving onto a new one when he started to notice contradictions, again and again (W. D.'s mind was very helpful with that, providing all sorts of informations about physics, and biology, and society and morality and all those nifty little things that made sure that the Monster was making something that wouldn't break mortal minds too much).

He mostly used Gaster's universe as a template (it was complex, but simple at the same time, and the universe of the Creator was much too removed from him to examine with the same level of care and scrutiny, at least for now), but sometimes he got an idea that was just! so! good! and so made something completely different from all the other Alternate Universes inside his fledgling Multiverse.

At the same time, he didn't make everything that was inside his Multiverse, but instead decided to simply add the concept of multiple timelines to it, and then let things evolve naturally from there. After all, surprise is the key to all art! At least, that's what Gaster had once read in a book, but the Monster was inclined to agree!

And then, when his Multiverse was almost done, when the Monster was about to release it from its stasis, they suddenly had the most amazing idea of all.

He could be there.

He could be part of it!

Oh, that would be delightful!

Being there, in the middle of the action, yes, it would be wondrous!

But of course, the Monster couldn't be there as themselves, no no no, that would break the fragile and beautiful Multiverse he had worked so hard to make (and this was also something that made them add a Barrier to his Multiverse, so that other Monsters like them couldn't enter without his permission. He wouldn't let the others destroy his new toy!), it would be such a waste!

And so, the Monster crafted himself a new identity, something that would fit in his beautiful creation; he made it so that it wasn't as powerful as he really was, but couldn't resist and made itself as a bit of a protagonist anyway (hey, what was the point of being in the middle of things if they couldn't... be in the middle of things?), he created a backstory vague enough that wouldn't be too hard to remember, and he also made himself a body, taking care to make it all pretty and linear and bound by the rules of physics (well, mostly).

At last, everything was ready.

The Monster donned his new body and jumped inside his Multiverse, which was still frozen and dead (but not for long!), landing in the place that would become their home away from home.

The Monster was delighted by the feeling of being corporeal and physical, of all the mass and energy present within him; instictively, he smiled with his brand new mouth (oh, what a nice feeling!) as they looked at their body: he wiggled his ten fingers and ten toes, moved their brand new legs and arms (two of each!), ran their fingers through his tattooed ribcage, marveled at the soft feeling of his new wide pants brushing his calves, nuzzled his cheek in their fluffy scarf.

Ah, everything was perfet!

"Alright!" Ink said, trying out their new voice as he clapped his hands together with a smile "Let's get this Multiverse rolling!"

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Alright, this is the start of my AU, Eldritchtale! I want to write more fanfictions for it, but I'm also open to questions and asks about it, I have a lot of ideas! Please please ask, I'm bursting at the seams with this!

#undertale #ink sans #undertale aus #utmv #eldritchtale #eldritch #my au #fandom #writing #lix writes

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ask-eldritchtale · 1 month

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Animated sprites for Bedlam and Dolor

#undertale oc #undertale #eldritchtale #bedlam #dolor

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eldritchtale · 9 months

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some concept art for ELDRITCHTALE

#ELDRITCHTALE #undertale #undertale au #mentions of murder #mentions of violence #disturbing #unsettling #tw death #tw disturbing #tw dismemberment #tw uncanny #tw unsettling #tw creepy #just putting every tw i can think of #cuz i rlly don’t wanna traumatize someone #or something

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myinkart · 3 months

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Whispers of Winter's Grace: A Snow Elf's Tale

In the enchanted realm of Eldrion, where the winter winds dance through ancient pines and crystalline snow blankets the landscape, there lived a mysterious and ethereal being known as Eira, the Snow Elf. Eira was a guardian of the frost-kissed woods, her silver hair reflecting the moonlight as she glided effortlessly on the icy pathways.

One fateful night, as the northern lights painted the sky with hues of emerald and sapphire, Eira embarked on a journey to discover the secrets hidden within the heart of the enchanted forest. As she wandered through the snow-laden groves, the echoes of ancient whispers beckoned her towards an ancient tree adorned with glowing runes.

The tree revealed the forgotten tales of Eldrion, recounting the Snow Elf's lineage and her role as a protector of the delicate balance between nature and magic. Eira, fueled by a newfound sense of purpose, set out to restore harmony to the realms threatened by encroaching darkness.

As Eira's journey unfolded, each step left a delicate imprint in the powdery snow, echoing the resilience and elegance of the Snow Elf. Alongside mythical creatures like frost dragons and shimmering sprites, she faced trials that tested her strength and wisdom. Yet, with each challenge, Eira's determination grew, and her connection with the winter landscape deepened.

The climax of her quest led Eira to a hidden glade where an ancient crystal, pulsating with the essence of winter magic, awaited her touch. Upon contact, a blizzard of enchantment engulfed Eldrion, purifying the land and restoring its mystical equilibrium.

In the end, Eira emerged as a symbol of winter's grace, a beacon of light in the midst of the frosty darkness. Her story echoed through the ages, inspiring artists, dreamers, and storytellers to capture the essence of her magical journey.

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lynxgriffin · 7 months

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I really hope Eldritchtale's Hometown residents ESPECIALLY human Toriel and Ashore not only show remorse but try to set things right. Not gonna lie, seeing ANY Toriel do something legitimately horrible definitely hurts

They would definitely show remorse, for sure. The problem would probably be how to possibly set things right...especially since Asgore and Toriel wouldn't even know that Kris was alive until they showed back up in town with a gang of eldritch horrors. Even if they're willing to do so (which I am sure they would be) their options are pretty limited by the time Kris returns!

#ask lynx stuff #Eldritchrune

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the-rivival-wiki · 1 year

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AU masterpost

UnderTale

UnderFell

UnderSwap

SwapFell

FellSwap

KillerTale

X Tale

HorrorTale

HorrorFell

HorrorSwap

DustTale

DustFell

DustSwap

ErrorTale

InkTale

DreamTale

SwapFell Gold

AfterTale

ReaperTale

UnderLust

LustFell

LustSwap

TwistFell

FreshTale

BirdTale

DanceTale

OuterTale

OuterSwap

OuterFell

DeltaRune

LeviatanTale

UnderSweets(og au from Fantasy Fields!)

OuterLust

FlowerFell

EldritchTale(og au from Fantasy Fields!)

EldritchFell(og au from Fantasy Fields!)

MafiaTale

FarmTale

FarmFell

FarmSwap

EchoTale

DreamSwap

SwapDreamTale

AlphaTale

Ranks:

Alpha

Beta

Omega

Delta

Zeta

Gamma

#Masterlist

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fantasy-fields-bitty-center · 2 years

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EldritchTale Sans Lamia

Name: Cotton Boa

Species: Cottonmouth and Emerald tree boa

Size: 8 - 10 feet standing 20 - 28 feet total(Mini), 14 - 16 feet standing 30 - 40 feet total(Fullsized), 20 - 24 feet standing, 45 - 50 feet total(Bara)

Venom: Yes

Personality: Cautious, untrusting, lazy, wary,

Likes: Joke/puns they havent heard before, being spoiled, attention and affection, complements, cooked foods,

Dislikes: Being lied to, being alone, being unwanted, being shunned, being feared,

Compatibility: Cotton Boas do best in larger housholds and hate being alone, they feel welcomed and accepted and not alone with so many bitties/people around them! Though they also to well in closely knit families where they can still get lots of love and attention!

Cotton Boas often worry about scaring others off and may hide a lot at first, due to their they may be scared to voice their opinions as well,

Cotton Boas are often very distrustful of praise, complements or affection in general at first, don't rush them! They will learn you are trustworthy in time,

Cotton Boas are very wary of any smaller bitties, they are massive and all it takes is moving a little wrong and they could get hurt! They are very paranoid about harming other, smaller bitties,

Feeding habits: Cotton Boas prefer pre-killed or cooked food, though are not pciky, and due to their size have trouble when it comes to hunting,

Additional info: Cotton Boas are know to commonly have monophobia athazagoraphobia, and autophobia,

Zone: Eldritch,

In Universe: They are seen as scary and many refuse to acknowledge that they are bitties,

Difficulty: Advanced

Features:

Main colors: Blue, green,

Secondary colors: Blue, black, white, gray, brown, green,

Extra: N/A

Additional info: solid, splotchy, or striped patterns,

#bittybones #adoptable #bitty art #bara bitty #lamia info #lamia bitty #Cotton Boa bitty #Advanced

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ao3feed-undertale1 · 4 months

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Eldritchtale: the Chronicles.

read it on AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/52805230 by Lisetta888 The Multiverse is such a beautiful Creation, made by the collective creativity of beings who love their Creations so deeply and fully that they gained a life of their own. ...but is that the truth? Or is the Multiverse the work of a single, eldritch Creator, who has plans behind everyone's comprehension? Read and find out. Words: 6241, Chapters: 3/3, Language: English Series: Part 9 of All the things I almost lost (because Tumblr is a bitch) Fandoms: Undertale (Video Game) Rating: Not Rated Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Characters: Sans (Undertale), Dreamtale Nim (Undertale) Relationships: Sans/Sans (Undertale) Additional Tags: _____tale Sans | Ink (Undertale), Error Sans (Undertale) - Freeform, Error Sans/_____tale Sans | Ink (Undertale), by now you know the drill with me, is it even a fanfiction from me if there's no errorink?, Eldritch, eldritch Ink, eldritch Error, heartwarming! these cosmic horrors love each other!, Dubious Morality, Other tags to be added, don't worry guys I have lots in mind for this :), (she says foolishly hoping she'll update in a timely manner) read it on AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/52805230

#ao3feed #ao3undertalefeed #fanfic #undertale #undertale-fanfic

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th4t-0n3-1nv151873-p3r50n · 4 years

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Anyone good with 3D models for MMD?

I can’t 3D model worth a darn, but I want to make animations using MMD. I have designs drawn up of some of the characters I’ll be needing to make this animation, but I don’t know how to build 3D models, nor do I know how to 2D animate (and no, I don’t think I’ll be learning it well enough to make a decent 2D animation any time soon. it always comes out jittery and with character sizes being inconsistent. I might be able to 2D animate if I practice at it for the next few years, but at the moment, I’d like to give it a shot with MMD models. If anyone knows someone that’d be willing to make and rig some MMD models for me for a decent price, please let me know. I have several OCs that I really want to animate their stories (I don’t expect a fandom to pop up or to get popular for them, I mainly just want to make something so I don’t have to constantly retell what each character’s about. I’d rather just have to copy paste a link to a 3D animated video or two and call it good, cuz tbh I’m lazy trash) I’ll also need environments made. I might even ask for voice actors once the models are all done. For anyone interested, they are Undertale AUs. The AUs and their descriptions are as follows:

SteamBlazeTale; Steampunk version of Undertale in which the Underground is at war with the Surface. The Monsters want peace, but the Humans are all war mongers who have taken Manifest Destiny to morbid levels and are willing to wipe out all other species deemed “redundant” or “useless”. Mt. Ebott is a volcano and thus all monsters have high resistance to heat and have fire as main abilities. Their usual Undertale abilities are secondary abilities that are altered thanks to the fire magic.(more details will be given upon request by any persons interested in helping me make this animation)

CyberPunkTale; the underground is a more wild, overgrown setting. Things are more dangerous and violent. The surface is in a post apocalyptic state of ruin, and as a rite of passage, newcomers to the near by settlement must prove their worth by traveling to the other side of Mt. Ebott within a week. The task is nearly impossible unless you either sprint up the mountain, around the mountain, or find the cave on the mountain. The monsters are all more animistic in nature and have adapted strange body modifications to better survive the brutal conditions in the underground. Cannibalism is commonplace among the now carnivorous monsters when food is scarce during the winter.

UnderLustShift8; Underlust, but everyone’s shifted roles by 8 places.Things here are a bit more tame, but thanks to Sans being in MTT’s place, every day’s a wild party! The surface is very boring, strict, and prude. Many people have heard a legend about a cave on the mountain that is only accessible by the apex of a full moon. A sanctuary where you are free to do as you please with very few rules. Many people flee to the mountain by the light of the full moon in an attempt to find freedom and happiness, most return with fruitless effort, but some have yet to be found.

EldritchTale; All monsters are eldritch gods of various elements. The surface falls into chaos and ruin, and it’s up to one child who still believes to free the eldritch gods of old to fight this new threat to the world and restore peace and prosperity

DisasterTale; monsters are causing natural disasters in an attempt to purge the world of “parasites.” with the last scraps of surviving humanity ready to throw in the towel and accept extinction, one brave child sets off on a journey to seal away these beings of destruction and help rebuild the ravaged world.

A.I.Tale; A human college student receives a hand-me-down laptop bought from a thrift store for their 23rd birthday. Little do they know it contains a virus with the capability to send the world back to the stone age. it’s up to them and their online friends to code various software to combat the threat and seal it away in a USB drive. (this one would be better made into a comic video, but it’d still be nice to have voice actors for it)

The UnderRing; an illegal bitty fighting ring located in a place in the multiverse where Ink and Error have turned a blind eye where various characters are abducted and shrunk down to bitty size and forced to fight for a morbid form of entertainment. (this is based off a finished roleplay, so I don’t own many of the characters that will be used for this one

Battles of the Otherworlds; (this one includes non undertale characters, and is based off an ongoing roleplay) everyone is once again being taken from their homes and forced into a fighting ring environment by a race of aliens that deem all others as inferior. A major threat has risen in this world and the general populace is being kept unaware as not to stir up panic. Everyone was abducted to be conditioned to help fight off this threat, but no one told them!

Bitty House; (based on an ongoing roleplay) An angel fallen from grace has taken it upon herself to rescue people in need and offer them a place to stay. Bonds are made, and boundaries are broken in this hilarious, angsty and action packed series. All is not okay for long, as horrible hijinks ensue and later the devil offers this angel a deal that she refuses, and now the devil’s out for blood. It’s up to Anomaly, her friends, and her new family to put hell back in it’s place.

#3d model #3D modelists wanted #3D Model makers wanted #can I commission you #MMD model creator #can you make this for me #can you work with me on this #3d animation project #3D artists wanted #animation ideas #need help #can someone help me #big projects

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o-wyrmlight · 5 years

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Callout post @stainedglassthreads for having a neat Eldritchtale comic that you should totally 10/10 check out

#shameless promotion

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lacreeperie · 6 years

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Hard to see the gold-embossed cover but this is a collector’s edition of #eldritchtales new in the shop and #onsale too! 2.5 pounds of #hplovecraft 🐙#horrorbooks #ukedition #anthology

#hplovecraft #ukedition #onsale #eldritchtales #horrorbooks #anthology

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lix88888 · 8 months

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Eldritchtale: Nim's story

Nim opened her eyes.

This might not seem much, but she had just come to life, so it was actually a pretty big deal.

She looked around, meeting the eyes of two other beings there with her in the Doodlesphere: the others were a fairy and a dragon shifter, though she didn't know how she knew that.

(If she had been older, Nim would have wondered at how she knew her own name, or how to stand, or where she was, or any number of the other info she had in her mind instantly, but cut her some slack: she was, quite literally, born 5 minutes ago).

"Okay, let's begin!"

Startled, Nim turned towards the speaker, and found herself face to face with a short skeleton; he was smiling and looking at them with a kind expression, but Nim felt uneasy anyway.

There was something, in their gaze...

"Who are you?" the fairy asked, suspicious. The skeleton frowned in thought.

"You don't know? You don't know... I probably forgot to- oh well, it's fine!" He immediately got their smile back and clapped his hands together.

"It's simple, really! I'm your Creator! The Creator of... everything, really." Nim felt mostly confused by this knowledge, though she had the impression she should have been more concerned by it.

"What does this mean?" the dragon shifter asked, sounding scared. The Creator came closer to the shifter, who shrinked away even if he towered over them. "Well, my creations, it means I have a job for you!" "A job?" the fairy was instead somewhat angry. Nim felt mostly curious.

"Of course! I need you to keep this little Multiverse of mine up and running! So I made you! To keep it from falling apart! I can't be here 24/7, you know? I want to go back home from time to time!"

As he talked, the Creator kept gesticulating and moving, and all of that made Nim dizzy. "And what if I don't want to work for you and do your stupid job?!" The fairy stomped her foot on the ground and ungracefully flew at the skeleton, hobbling in the air, to then jab a finger in his still smiling face. "You can't make me!" "Of course I can."

A chill fell over Nim, and she could see that the fairy and the shifter also felt it.

"I made you, I can change you if I want." he kept on smiling, as if what they were saying wasn't horrifying. "I don't really want to, I like my creations to not be mindless puppets, but I made you for a reason Lanny, and if you don't like it, I can make you like it. You three are too important for that."

The fairy, Lanny, flew back down, cowed. "No no, I'll... sorry." "It's okay!" he pat her head, and she flinched "You're still so young after all! But you have to understand, I need you, three of you! Three points of Balance for the Multiverse! Did you know, the triangle is the strongest shape? You three are just right!" "Okay..."

Lanny took a step back, then when she saw that the Creator wasn't stopping her she moved back near Nim and the dragon shifter. Nim offered her hand, and felt Lanny take it, huddling close.

"Aww, look at that, you're already getting along! See, I knew I made you just right!"

"What... what about the job?" the shifter asked in a low tone. "Job...? Oh, the job! Right!" the Creator clapped his hands like a little kid.

"Well, you see, I made this big big Multiverse, and I love it! It's still in its early stages, and that means there's not a lot of stuff yet. But I want it to have a lot more stuff inside! And that stuff is gonna be very delicate, so if I were to control it, I would have to spend all of my time doing that, and I don't want that! That's boring!"

The Creator pouted, and then waved his hands in the air. Ink coalesced into them, forming a black image of three trees in the air.

"So, I decided to create three conduits, that would handle the most important forces in the Multiverse: Magic, Feelings, and Life. And that's were you come in! Your job, is to guard them!"

The Creator threw their hands in the air, sending each of the ink trees towards one of them.

"You, Lanny, will be guarding the Tree of Magic!" Lanny's Tree burst into color, showing that it held rainbow pears. It was pretty (just like Lanny) "Every Pear is a fraction of the collective magic of the Multiverse, and so you must be careful there's not too little, or too much of them. If there's too much, you eat some of them: this will grant you magic power and knowledge above all else!" He then wagged their finger at her, (probably) jokingly "You better not abuse it, missy!" "I won't!" Lanny said, scared.

"You, Quetzalcoatl, will be guarding the Tree of Life!" Quezt- Quetzi-Que- Q's Tree burts into color, showing that it held crystal apples. "Each of them is a soul in the process of rebirth, waste not want not, you know?" it was clear he didn't, but Q nodded anyway "Every time an Apple falls down, that's a soul being reborn, and every time an Apple grows, that's someone who died. If there's too much Apples on the Tree, give it a scroll and make some fall down. I don't want you to handle the actual process of putting the souls inside the Apples and of taking them out though, I'll take care of making you a psychopomp or two for that, and someone to actually craft life, mh... I could make a whole AU for them, and all other minor gods, that's an idea..."

The Creator started muttering and turned around, ignoring them, and Nim panicked. They hadn't given her her Tree! It was still all black and hidden, she didn't even remember what her third thing was supposed to be! What if she messed up?!

"Uh... C-Creator?" They turned back to look at her, his eyes an orange question mark and a yellow exclamation point. "Y-you didn't tell me... what my Tree is like." "I didn't? I didn't!" his eyes changed to two red exclamation point "Sorry Nim! Your Tree is the Tree of Feelings!" her Tree burst into color, showing that it held golden and purple apples. "The golden side is Positivity, and the purple one is Negativity, and you just be careful about one side not overwhelming the other, otherwise everyone's emotions would get out of whack!"

"So, everything clear so far?" With no other option, the three of them nodded.

"Good." The Creator's expression got serious for the first time, his pupils two green squares "Each of your fruits hold a lot of power inside of them, so you cannot let people eat them, okay? That's the whole reason why you're Guardians, to protect the Trees from people who'd try to use them in the wrong way."

He came closer and closer to them, stopping a few inches from them and looking at them with their penetrating gaze.

"I really hope you won't fail."

The two longest seconds of Nim's life passed.

"Great!" The Creator jumped back with a smile, again clapping his hands together "Glad we had this talk!" He took off a big paintbrush from their back and swiped vertically, creating a portal in mid-air "Now I'll just bring you to your worlds and you can start being Guardians. And oh! One last thing!"

They put their hands behind his back and titled his skull a bit.

"Nobody else has to know I'm the Creator. For everyone else, I'm Ink, okay?"

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For a long time, Nim lived a happy life. Thousands and thousands of years spent taking care of her Tree and making sure Balance remained.

Ink, the Creator, almost never came to visit her, and for that Nim was glad: it meant she was doing what she was supposed to, that they didn't need to change her or anything scary like that.

If she ever felt lonely, she made a portal (another innate knowledge of hers) and visited Lanny or Quetzalcoatl in their own world to spend time with them.

At some point, Ink had put mortals in her world, saying it would be "fun", but Nim didn't want to interact with them. They were fleeting, and greedy, and exactly the kind of beings Ink had told her to not let touch the Apples (why had he put them there?), and she didn't trust them.

They weren't Lanny and Quetzalcoatl, who were her fellow Guardians and friends, so she didn't care for them.

She shouldn't have underestimated them, though.

The knife in her side hurt. A lot. She managed to kill the human, to stop him from getting her Apples, but she was feeling her life slip away. She never thought she could die, she was immortal after all, and this scared her more than anything.

She called out for help.

"Crea-tor! Crea-!" a cough stopped her and made her tear up "HELP! ME!"

But nobody came.

Was this her punishment? A test to see what she would do? Was he just busy?

Did they even care?

She crawled closer and closer to the Tree, wanting to prop herself upright, and when she touched it, she knew what she had to do.

A Guardian was still needed, but if she... cheated, a little bit, and made one using part of her essence, the rest of her could still live on inside the Tree.

She had never tried Creating things before (that wasn't what she was supposed to do) but her life was slipping away, so she had to. She immediately grabbed some energy and hastily put it inside a body, a human one like the one who tried to kill her. Not ideal, but it was the first thing she could see and copy quickly.

It exploded.

She panicked, she had made a mess! Why did it explode, was it too much energy?! She halved it, creating two smaller beings instead of only one, but was it good enough?! What if the next bodies exploded too?!

Racking her brain, the next being she latched on was the Creator. She knew he was full of magic and energy, and yet he could hold it in, it almost seemed to flow and ooze out of all the spaces between their bones.

Skeleton Guardians wouldn't be that unusual either, she knew that Quetzalcoatl had two of those to gather the souls he needed (though neither of the three Guardians had even seen them, as they tended to keep to their worlds and not interfere with the wider Multiverse), they probably looked kinda like the Creator, she could make the same thing!

She was out of time; she made two skeleton bodies as fast as she could, infused the knowledge of her duty into the two golden and purple flames that she held in her bloody hands (somehow) and then put them inside their newly created bodies.

As soon as she did, she felt herself become one with the Tree, and then she knew no more.

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"You've made a bit of a mess."

The voice of the Creator, leaning against her trunk, awakened her from her slumber.

Being a Tree was weird: Nim could see without eyes, hear without ears, feel things against her bark like she would on her skin, and a couple of other senses she never had before. However, she couldn't speak, to try and tell the Creator she didn't mean to, and that she had tried to fix it.

"Oh, I know. I'm just a bit mad that all my hard work making good Guardians was wasted." they pouted and crossed his arms "There's not even three of you anymore, there's four now."

Right, her (sons? daughters? children? children) children were huddled together, sleeping peacefully. They looked so small and helpless, and Nim realized she never even named them.

"You didn't?" the Creator wondered curiously, leaning over the two kids and casting his shadow over them with a smile "Then I guess I'll have to do it! Unless you have any ideas?"

Nim didn't, at the moment. She... she was unsure...

"Yay, it's up to me!" Ink actually jumped up and down a bit, before kneeling down and grabbing both of them by their chins with one hand, turning their skull this way and that, peering into them with a surgical stare.

"Well, they have to have opposite names, obviously! They are twins, and each controls one half of the Tree, it only makes sense!" Despite its rather loud volume, Ink's voice didn't seem to rouse her children, and Nim suddenly realized he must probably be willing it so. "Maybe I can name them Black and White? No, they're yellow and purple, it makes no sense. Yellow and Purple? Booooring! Sun and Moon? Mh, it's missing something. Maybe Day and Night!" he got up and somehow faced Nim right in the eyes she didn't have anymore "What do you think?!"

Nim wanted to disappear, she didn't know what to say, she, she didn't know, she wanted the Creator to stop looking at her, but he was waiting for an answer, she, maybe Night was a nice name?

"Mh, I think you're right, it's still missing a certain pizzaz, you know?" Nim did not know "Night... Night, Nighty, Nighttime, Nightingale, Nightlight, Night...mare. Nightmare! It's perfect! And that makes the other Dream! Ah, I get to keep N and D as the initials! It's decided!"

The Creator scooped her unconscious children in their arms and twirled a bit, excited.

"Your names will be Dream and Nightmare! I can't wait to see what you two will do!"

He laid them back against Nim's trunk.

"I will be watching closely."

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Ink watched closely, but he was no help in what happened next.

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Her children were fighting to the death.

The same children Nim had made, the two little boys who she had seen grow every day, who she had learned to love even if they weren't aware she was there to watch over them, were now trading blows and she could do nothing to stop them.

She had kept on screaming and screaming, but only one being could hear her voice, and he wasn't there (and even if he was, they wouldn't care).

Her Nightmare (her sweet little Nightmare, who was so inquisitive and smart and loyal) was now corrupted and feral, wanting nothing more than to rip Dream (kind Dream, brave Dream, strong Dream) to shreds.

It was obvious that Nightmare, thanks to the boost given by the Apples, was stronger, and it was only a matter of time before Dream succumbed. Why wasn't the Creator stopping them?! Why wasn't he helping them?! Even if he didn't care about them (they were just kids) Ink still cared about their stupid Balance, didn't he?! Couldn't they see that he had to save Dream?!

SAVE HIM! SAVE HIM! SAVE HIM!

Nim was helpless as Nightmare's appendages sharpened and shot against Dream's ribcage.

Oh no she heard in a whisper that won't do at all.

Instead of piercing his chest and soul, the moment the appendage made contact stone started creeping all over Dream's body, encasing him and crystallizing his terror. Nightmare snarled as he pushed the statue on the ground, but (to Nim's relief) it didn't break, not even as the corrupted child rained blows upon it.

Nim waited, hoping that Ink would also help Nightmare now, but deep down she knew they wouldn't: he was probably so intrigued by what was happening, brother turning against brother, a battle for the faith of all the Multiverse's feelings, he would never put a stop to it, too curious to see how everything would work out.

She had seen enough horrific AUs to know how their mind worked.

How presumptious the same voice from before whispered in her ears in amusement and yet you're right. I can't wait to see what happens next. You have given me such an amazing story.

Nightmare stopped trying to destroy his brother's statue and roared at the sky. He was all alone in a dead world, with nobody else to target his fury towards.

Almost nobody.

Just like the last time, it hurt a lot. This time, Nim knew there would be no avoiding it.

The last thing she saw was Nightmare's sneer.

The last thing she heard was Ink's uncaring whisper.

Too bad you won't be able to see how it ends.

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"You're so special, you know?" "Really?"

Dream felt so warm inside. He always treasured the compliments, because now that he was living with Miss Lanny, he never talked with anyone else, and Miss Lanny could be... a little mean, especially during training, so Dream loved whenever Mr Ink came to visit.

"Really!" Mr Ink said, his pupils a yellow star and a blue circle. "It still amazes me so much that you were made from your mother, and yet don't have any of her memories or knowledge. You're something completely new! And unique!"

Mr. Ink was always saying things like that to Dream whenever he visited Miss Lanny to chech up on his training, and those were the only times Miss Lanny wasn't mean to him, because she was scared of Mr Ink (he could feel it in her aura), even though Dream couldn't understand why. Mr Ink was so nice and fun! Even if Dream couldn't feel his feelings, he knew they were a good person, Dream could tell.

"Thank you!" Dream said, making sure to give Mr Ink his best smile "Am I ready yet?" Mr Ink's pupils became a green spiral and an orange square as their smile softened, and Dream deflated. That meant no. "Sorry buddy, you still need to train! But don't worry, Lanny tells me you're improving so much! Soon, you'll be a perfect Guardian and I'll bring you out there to help me with the Balance, okay?"

Mr Ink was always saying that, and Dream couldn't wait to get away from mean Miss Lanny, who never hugged him or told him he was good (like Nightmare used to do), and be with Mr Ink instead.

He would be the bestest Guardian ever, and make him proud.

"Okay!" "Aww, look at how cute you are now!" Mr Ink said, patting his skull.

"I can't wait to see how you'll turn out."

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