ForgottenTale

Varieament- Who is to say this universe isn’t already dead...? For we are but the lost souls... forgotten in limbo...

T̨̀̕H́́͟E̸̸̸҉̵ ҉̶͜C̛̀͢͠L̷҉͢O̴͜C̡̛̀́Ķ̛͡

H̷̀Ȩ̕͟҉̶L̸̡͡͏͞P̴̴̧͞͞ ̵͟͞͞M̶͢͝Ę͟͞ ̨̢́H̕͠È̷҉̡҉Ĺ̵͢͡͏P̀́̀ ̶̨̢̀͢M̢̕҉̀Ę̀ ͡͏̷̶͞H̢́̕̕ȨL̷̵͘͞͡P̨͝ ̵͟҉͏M͢͜͡E̴͢ Į̵̶̵̕ ̧͞͠S̵̶̢̨̛A̢͜͜W̶͘͡ ̷̨͢͜H̶̡͢I̶̶̧̛M̛̀͝ ͜͠I̸҉͟͞ ̡͟S̵̶A̧̨͢W҉̵̧̧ ̢͞H̨́́I͟͟͞͞M҉̴͘҉ H͏̨͡͝E̸͠'̨͠͏S̢͞͏́ ̴̴̡̕͏D͏̵Ę̴͝A̴̴̸͜D̶͠҉ ̶̧͝Į̴͢҉͡'̡̕͡M̢͞ ̨͢͢͠͡D̴̀̕͘͟È͜͢͞͞A̧̕͢D̵̢͠͝ Í̢͠ ̀̕͠͝W̷͢͞À̶̴͢S̛ ͏Ḩ́Í̕̕͡M̵̢͘̕͞ ͢͜͡͞H̨̢͠E̴̴͟ ̴̡̀͜Ẃ́͏̢A͘S͘͘̕͡ ̸́̀M̷̵Ę͜ M̀͘҉͘͝Y̵̶ ̷͘͞͝S҉͢K̕͡I̷͢͞N҉҉̢ ̶̴̡̨͜Í̢̕S̢̧͏̡ ̷̢͜͠B̶̶̨R̕͢҉È͠A̶̧͢͜K̕͞Í̴̵̛̛Ń̷̡̡Ǵ͝ M̛͡͝Y͝҉̧ ̵͟Ş̵͜Ǫ̀҉̕͡Ù̧͘̕L̶̢̀͡ ̵͠͏̕Í̀S҉̴͘͠ ̶͘͜Ç̴̵̵̧R̶̷̢̀͜A̸͟͏҉͢C͜͠K͘͢͞I̷̴̡҉N̶̷Ģ͜ Ŗ̵̧̧È́Ş̷̶̕E͏͘͠T̷̨͜͢S̵͘͏ ̀͜͞͝D̸̢̢̨̧O͟͜͡Ǹ'̷̷̕҉T̶̨̨͝҉ ͏̀͢҉̨È̵̴͢͜X̧̨I̸͢͠S̴̷͜͠T̸̕ R̴̀͘͟E̵͘͢Ś̛͡͞͞E̢͡T̴́͠S̵̵͘͡ ̴͘Á͘R̶̡̢̛͠E̢̛̛͟ ́̀͏Ą̷̀͡ ͏̴̴̧L̶̴̴͠I̛͟͞E͜͞͞  V̢̛̕͟͡ ̸̢I̴͘͜S҉̧̛ ̢҉Ņ͜Ǫ҉̵T̨̡̧́͠ ͟W̸͢H̸̢͜Ǫ̨͠͞ ́͘͡H̴̷E̶̛͞ ̶͟S̡͝A̴̕͟Y̷̧͘͠͏S̷̴̵̴̕ ̨̛͝͠H̀̕͢҉Ę̸͟҉ ̧͡I͏̴̶̕͡Ş͡ T̸̡̛Ą̡́̀͟L̵͜K̸͡҉̀́ ̸̷̨͢͏T̶̢O̵̵͢ ̸̧̧̕͘T̵͜Ḩ̵̧̡͠E̕͟ ̸̶͟O̵̡̧̢͘N̵͝È̛͘͞͡-̵̶̴͢E̛͘͝Ỳ̷͘͞E͏̴͏̷D̸͠͝ ̧̧͟͢Ḿ̴̨̨́O͡͝N̵̢̡͞S̷̴̢̕T̶̵̷͢Ȩ̵̛͟R̸҉͏ V҉͘͢͝ ̵̵̷̨̕I͟͞͡S̶̨̕ ̸͡͝T͏̧͢͠͡H̛͡E̶̷̢ ̴̡̛͞O̴̡̕͜͡N̴̴̨͡É͟͢͜ ̸̨̨́͢Ẁ̡͠H̷̸̡͘͜O͏̢͟ ̡͘̕͟Ļ̸͡Ì̢͘Ę̷͘̕S̢̕҉̨ C̷̡̢͢Ĺ̶̶͝Ơ̵͏Ḉ̀͟͡K̶̛͠ ̢̀͟͞I̛͡N̴͘͡ ̛͟͟Ḩ̸͟I̢͠҉̵̕S̛̕͘͘͠ ̢̕͠͠͠Ḩ͘͞A̧҉̛N̢͞͠D̛͏̧͞ T̴͝͡Į̷̧҉M̧̨̧É̷҉ ̸̢͝T͢͡͠E̶̢҉́L̴̸L̢͟͜͡͝S̵̸̀́͝ ̡͢O͏͜͜N̡͘L͠͠Y̧̛͡͝ ̨̕T̴̶͝H̴̡̕͟É̴̸͢҉ ̶̛͠͞͏T̢́͢͝Ŗ̷̨͜͞Ú̷̷T̵͜H̡͢͏

I don’t know if I’m going crazy or if anyone else here can see but... I think I spotted ANOTHER me... is it really me? Or some sort of trick...? Whatever it is... I fear it and want nothing to do with it...

Variement- There is such thing as grammar here but I understand what you’re saying just fine. And even I can agree, something feels like it’s missing here...

My apologies for the long silence... it’s just that... I reset the world again... in some vain attempt to clean the world of my paradox. Needless to say, it sort of worked. But now there’s someone new... someone I don’t recognize from here... or any AU to be honest... I’m going to be keeping my distance for now...

Sans- Hmm... not feelin’ real thirsty today... wonder why... ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

Varieament- No...

Well... the day of my human birth passed a couple days ago... did nothing to celebrate... told no one so it couldn’t be celebrated... kind of a lonely life for me... just wishing it could all stop... yet it’s getting worse... The resets... all the resets I’ve done... they’re starting to catch up with me... and... I can’t help but feel a storm is brewing... a storm coming for me... coming for everyone... with no eye in it... no safety... Aside from all the sad talk, I... I think I’ve found my theme... I probably shouldn’t do this but this might be the only exception I’ll make for my other AU exploration paradoxes. Here.

Now, little to none of you might be wondering about Cruxel. Well, I haven’t seen him and it’s a tad bit disconcerting. But I feel like I should look into this... gah... I will. A small way to make up for my grand wealth of sins... but it’ll all be at the cost of more and more black ink... until it’s overwhelming to the point where I just have to do something vile. Speaking of it, I’ve got a small theory rattling in my brain. I know I have one-and-a-half souls in me, that’s been stated enough as is. Though the half soul is still torn at the seems, perhaps it’s generating black ink because it’s still fighting, still raging against fate, all to seek the missing piece that’s probably dead or long gone under the earth. That’s just my theory of my generation of black ink. I might, begrudgingly, ask Tempastore for help... I’ve killed him so much and he knows it in his soul... I wouldn’t blame him if he won’t help me... 

Gaster- You’ll have to forgive me but I haven’t the foggiest idea what you’re trying to say... I must be extremely rusty...

Varieament- Rainbow kiss? Portuguese breakfast? I have no idea what you’re talking about... not would I think anyone else here would understand what you mean...

Varieament- I’ll take all of them, thank you very much. They all deserve to burn in a fire pit somewhere...

Mettaton- Not at all, darling~! It gives me plenty of time to do my TV shows~

Varieament- WHAT?!NO NO NO!DON’T YOU START THIS, ANON!Tempastore- Once again... I have to agree with you, Varieament...Varieament- GET OUTTA HERE YOU SLIMEBALL! YOU’RE GOING TO MAKE THINGS WORSE! I DON’T EVEN LIKE YOU!Tempastore- Said by the same half-soul that used to like me in the past...Varieament- SHUT UP! SHUT THE FUCK UP!

Tempastore- Cloning... the idea of it makes me uneasy if someone dangerous were cloned into duplicates... someone like Varieament...Varieament- Says you... I say Chara is more dangerous...Tempastore- Fair point... but it doesn’t stop you from being dangerous in my eye...

Papyrus- A T-Rex?! I’m so tall now but my arms are so little! Sans! HALP!Sans- Sorry bro... but you’ll be fine...~ I’ll just doze off for now...Papyrus- Now’s NOT the time, Sans!