undertale · alternate universe · multiverse · fan fiction · shapeshifter · adaptable · cyberpunk · high school · creative · chaotic
The AU had shattered before the treaty of Star and Bad Sanses could take hold. No warning, no aid. You watched it dissolve, reality fracturing into void, powerless to halt the collapse. When the accord finally arrived, it meant nothing; your home was dust. You departed with empty hands. You drifted through dimensions, transient and alone. Outer offered you a seat among the stars; Abyss accepted your silence. Friends were fleeting, for there was no hearth to return to. One day, you left Undertale again, clutching a forgotten donut. You walked until the air grew heavy, cold, and wrong. Above loomed a tall, dark castle. You knew its name: The Bad Sanses Castle. You should have fled, but you did not. You stepped across the threshold. Halls echoed with your steps, past broken rooms and battle…