CHAPTER 2
[Warning: a potty mouth creator]
"FȺŦɆ!! How could y-.........iety promise-........made a creato-........he multiverse is-......estroyed......rate....."
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"FORCEF-.........TCHING A SAN-...AU.......ORCING THEM TO DESTRO-.......FINE! HE'LL BE MY CHAMPI-........"
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"wħɇn đøɇs ŧħɨs ɇnđ? ɨ ȼȺn'ŧ đø ŧħɨs Ⱥnɏmøɍɇ ᵽłɇȺsɇ, ɇvɇn ɨf ɨ đɨɇ ɉᵾsŧ ᵽłɇȺsɇ sȺvɇ mɏ fȺmɨłɏ ŧħɇɏ đøn'ŧ đɇsɇɍvɇ ŧħɨs...
wħɏ đø ɨ ŧɍɏ, nøønɇ wɨłł ɇvɇn ħɇȺɍ ŧħɨs ƀɇsɨđɇs ŦĦɆM.
|TRUE VOID|
《We really should have fucking told the others...》
《And what? Leave him all alone and like confuse!?》
《We should have at least made 1 of us left behind my dawg, with the emergency flex tape we can't even leave this multivers-》
《U-uh g-guys! H-he's waking up!》
Disoriented still along with some kind of pressure press on his skull, sans groggily sits up. Last thing he remembered was killing the kid, then something grab him...
"Uhh, pretty sure this isn't the underground..." sans certainly sure he heard some voices before, but looking around this weird empty void there doesn't seem to be anyone around and that pressure he was feeling earlier was getting worser. He decided to take his chances, "Where is this even, do you guys know?"
《Oh shit are they talking about us?》
《But shouldn't that be like impossible since like you know..》
《Omydiggitygodthisisgonnabesodope!Butlikewearesodead》
《O-oh no...》
"Now come on buddy don't keep me hanging here or I'll be bonely." Of course, even in a unknown place, the skeleton can't stop the puns.
《oh my god, of course the motherfucking puns!》
《Why am I surprise at this point》
《OH HECK YEAH!!》
《U-uhh g-guys, i-is it me or is t-there's something wrong with sans?》
The skeleton seems to be gripping his head, they seem to be in pain.
《Oh shit! Someone where the fuck is the cool glasses, he needs it!》
《I unfortunately don't have any!!》
《Just wait my dudes, I'm making one!》
《P-please hurry!!》
Before sans could faint due to the pressure, a pair of sunglasses was set on his ridge. The pressure vanishing, along with the headache that was banging around his skull.
"Heh. Thanks a bunch buds, that was quite the marrowing experience." A strange sound was heard, the noise echoing, seems like some of the creators were facepalming.
《Why the fuck did I even follow you guys?》
《Same.》
《Hey don't diss the puns, they're freakin' funny.》
《W-well uhh puns are f-fine for me...》
It seems the voices were at least helpful and doesn't seem to be hostile, though looking around yet again in this vast empty space, sans scratch his head in confusion.
"Not that I'm not grateful buds but uhh who are you guys and where is even this?"
《Uhhh, we're primodial beings that doesn't like to fucking touch grass??》
《Just a group of folks that loves to create au's???》
《Just your average peeps that needs to be original really and oh you're in the True Void dawg》
《U-u-uhm we l-love a-anime and v-video games?????》
Well that was a lot to unpack there, seems like sans is in the presence of some kind of gods(?) and adding on what he heard earlier about some kind of multiverse, he's definitely not on his own universe sphere. Welp.
"Well nice to meet you, uhh what do I call you buddy?"
《《《《Just (fucking) call us (dawgs) (C-)CREATORS (or crea, sans!!)》》》》
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The Classic story of FGOD
FanfictionUndertale sans seems to be the most unlucky skeleton seemingly transported *ehem kidnapped ehem* to the world of FGOD when he was still on a genocide run. "welp at least I can catch up some Z's in here." FGOD universe is by Harrish6. The art is by...
