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Ever since I shared this song playlist, I suppose you've been wondering which song belongs to whom, or plays during a certain segment, no? (*￣▽￣)ノ~~ ♪
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It's a coincidence seeing how most of these are ending and opening themes of specific seasons in the fic hHAHA
To be clear, I could've gone for the other themes I picked, but there's a reason why I chose those over the other for this video— especially those two.
Beautiful Colors ၊၊||၊ OneRepublic ✍︎
•──⟢ Ink @/comyet
❝Everything the pen of creation touches brings forth a kaleidoscope of colors, the wonders HE sees regardless of ones' imperfections.❞
Tranquility ၊၊||၊ Hiroyuki Sawano 𖣂
•──⟢ Reapertale Toriel @/renrink
❝For centuries, her desire for peace in the midst of this corrupted multiverse grows ever stronger, confronted with the loss of countless lives and their innocence.❞
The Killing Kind ၊၊||၊ Marianas Trench ༒︎
•──⟢ Reapertale Sans @/renrink
❝He clings to his lost love and those who passed, the ghosts who torment him for centuries.❞
Waltz ၊၊||၊ RYUGUJO ☾
•──⟢ Nightmare
❝Life is but a continuous, swirling dance of clinging to hope in the midst of torment and sorrow.❞
Bird ၊၊||၊ Yuya Matsushita ᛝ
•──⟢ Abyss Sans @/metakazkz
❝He could not tell for sure if this boundless sky is true freedom or but a bigger cage— not when the losses he suffered from is greater than him.❞
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Though I’m still on my student mobility trip, I fortunately got enough time to finish doodling HumanCœur and Skelefer— those are just their nicknames in my head hHAH
I suppose this is a new series of doodles σ(￣∇￣;)✨️
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Abyss Sans, and most tidbits from his human design @/metakazkz
I decided to put in highlights for this version. I hope you don't mind ♪
Nightmare
I once mentioned how he switches between outfits, so I did some experimenting— oh and given how Nightmare shape-shifts; this is undoubtedly one of his looks in the fic.
This timeline take place few days after Abyss's revisited his Au
During his first encounter with Killer!sans, Abyss was visiting the AU to see his friends, but he sensed that something was wrong and decided to investigate.
He noticed footprints and a few dust patches on the snow. He hoped it wasn't monster dust. He followed the tracks to their destination. He heard two voices. He recognized one of them. It belonged to Nightmare and the second one sounded like Sans, but off.
Abyss teleports into the branches of the tree to hide and spots them in the distance. It was indeed Nightmare and Sans (Killer) who were talking about a plan to create chaos to get more negative emotions for Nigthmare.
Abyss was not pleased to see Nightmare again and hoped they would never cross paths again. He see Killer, he sense something abnormal about him. Abyss continues to listen to the conversation for minutes until Nightmare say.
Nightmare: " You know, it's rather impolite to listen to people conversation. Isn't that right, Abyss? "
Abyss is shocked that Nightmare knows he was there. But he isn't surprised that Nightmare can sense the surrounding emotions.
He was about to escape when he saw Killer approaching from behind. Killer was about to stab Abyss with his knife. Abyss teleports just in time to escape Killer and reappear in front of Nightmare, but a little apart from him.
Abyss demands that Nightmare stop killing monsters and his friends' au.
Nightmare responds to Abyss in an unimpressed tone. I'm afraid I won't be able to do it. You see, I need negative feelings to survive. And besides, since you're here, I was waiting to talk to you anyway.
Abyss: Talk to me about what?
Nightmare: I apologize for our first encounter. I was simply testing the extent of your powers. But it seems I was a little too… hasty. You recently traveled across the multiverse. so, it wasn't very professional of me. I understand if you don't trust me. Believe me or not, it's your choice.
Abyss thought: ( I can't tell if he's being sincere or if he's just telling me bullshit.)
Abyss: yeah sure.
He turns his head and sees Killer behind him, staring at him as if to make sure Abyss doesn't do anything stupid.
Nightmare: Here is my servant. His name is Killer!sans. Say hello to your new friends, Killer.
Killer: Greetings.
Abyss: *He's scared, from his voice and his face and mutter * Dear God your creepy.
Abyss: But still, I won't let you kill anyone and destroy this AU just for your own profit!
Nightmare: Sowing chaos and destroying through negative feelings is part of my nature, it's simply who I am.
Nightmare: Furthermore, you are alone. What makes you think you can stop us? What makes you different from others? You tried to challenge me once and you failed miserably, despite a bit of luck.
Abyss: …
Nightmare: Despite your young age, you are actually quite tough and "gifted". I sense your negative emotions, yet… I can't seem to grasp them. It's like trying to catch water with my bare hands. I know they're there. But can't reach. Just like, the abyss.
Abyss: … *He doesn't really know what he's saying because he has no idea what Nightmare was talking about. he sense it but can't reach it?*
Nightmare: You are a true are a mystery, Abyss. Unfortunately, darkness cannot defeat darkness. That is why you cannot defeat me, unlike my brother Dream, who is my opposite, full of light, hopes, and dreams.
Nightmare: What about you?
Abyss: … My power is not darkness nor evil! I choose how to use it. I have used it for good.
Nightmare: If that was you think. then why are you all alone?
Abyss: I am not alone, I have friends and family who are dear to me.
Nightmare: And yet, you are still alone.
Abyss: …!
moment of silence
Nigthmare: True hurt, isn't it?
Abyss: … *He tries to stay strong, but he can't take it anymore and decides to run away. He doesn't want to repeat the same mistake he made during his attempt to fight Nightmare.*
Nightmare: Tsk, not surprising.
Killer: Boss, can I kill him?
Nightmare: No, I want him alive... Don't break him.
Killer: As you wish. * he teleport. *
*somewhere in the forest Abyss was hiding behind the tree. *
Abyss: * He was sitting with his face buried in his arms, trying to remain calm.* … you bastard… I hate you.
Suddenly heard the voice of Killer.
Killer: Aww, is the little boy crying?
Abyss: ! *He stands up, assumes a fighting stance, and looks around him. He sensed Killer's energy and looked up. He was lying on a branch, playing with his knife. *
Abyss: You!
Killer: Yes , me, Killer.
Abyss: Go away! *He glare at Killer. *
Killer: No, I won't leave without you. Boss hadn't finished speaking to you.
Abyss: I'm done talking to him, I want nothing more to do with him… * He saw a red knife plunge violently into the ground in front of his shoes. *
Killer: I wasn't asking for permission, it was a order. * He jumped from the branch and landed on the ground on his feet. * Furthermore, I was curious to see how you fight.
Abyss: I'm not in this mod to fight you.
Killer: Oh really? What a shame, I was so looking forward to fighting you.
Killer: Ya know, boss talked about you… a little too often.
Killer: I don't know what he sees in you.
Killer: What make you so special?
Abyss: I don't care what he thinks of me. I'm just like everyone else.
Killer: I highly doubt it.
Killer: Because, I can see it. Your soul… is neither human nor monster. It's something different. It's.., something new to me. * His smile wided*
Abyss:…
Killer: Your silence spoke volumes. *He pointed his knife at him.* Come on, a little fight won't hurt anyone.
Abyss: … * glare at him even more. *
Killer: Tell ya what. How about a… survival game? If you win, I'll let you go and leave this au. But if I win, you'll have no choice but to come with me and join Nightmare.
Abyss:… *thinking for moment*.… For how long?
Killer: One hour. That's all.
Abyss: How can I be sure you'll keep your word? All the Sanses know they hate keeping their promises.
Killer: This time it will be different. What do you say?
Abyss:.... *sight* I'm going to regret it. But what choice do I have. Fine , I just have to survive for one hour. No big deal.
Killer: * He charged at Abyss. * Well then, let the game begin!
Sorry if this is long, so here's a summary of what happen after that.
Abyss and Killer clash and he tries to survive as long as possible.
Abyss managed to survive for over an hour and realized the fight was still going on. He understood then that Killer truly wanted him dead. Abyss was injured, and Killer was about to finish him off when Dream and Swap Sans arrived in time to save him. Swap Sans teleported Abyss and himself away, leaving Dream and Killer alone.
Since then, Abyss knew that Killer was far too dangerous and wanted to stop him from killing his friends and everyone in the alternate universes.
If I scatter like stardust, I'll still drift forward
Tracing a new map with my fading light
Till that day comes, the march must go on
Step upon step, reaching further beyond
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The Pillar of Time and Space, Chronos.
The title once reserved for the first of their kind, who collaborated with Lakhesis to quell the destruction of the multiverse and borrowed thousands of years more to the people, now inherited by the young trickster with a bright mind and greater doubt in himself. He never once thought of surpassing his predecessor and recreating their miracle, even some people hold their reservations towards the Pillars regardless of how much they’ve fought for them.
There is no telling, for the Pillars chosen by the bygone Stars were set to embark to their predetermined endings in pursuit of the dawn.
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Paean of the Stars @paeanofthestars @stellaaerrantis
If I scatter like stardust, I'll still drift forward
Tracing a new map with my fading light
Till that day comes, the march must go on
Step upon step, reaching further beyond
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The Pillar of Time and Space, Chronos.
The title once reserved for the first of their kind, who collaborated with Lakhesis to quell the destruction of the multiverse and borrowed thousands of years more to the people, now inherited by the young trickster with a bright mind and greater doubt in himself. He never once thought of surpassing his predecessor and recreating their miracle, even some people hold their reservations towards the Pillars regardless of how much they’ve fought for them.
There is no telling, for the Pillars chosen by the bygone Stars were set to embark to their predetermined endings in pursuit of the dawn.
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I really love how all the colors go well together.. it’s really pleasing to look at, and quite cozy like a rainbow after a rainy day I must say hHFHFBF 😭💜
The links in their symbols overhead lead to their individual references and voice claims/impression. There are currently 3/9 posted and more in progress.
This post will continuously update like the lore index.
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──⟢ #paeanofthestars, the identity of the multiverse where its demigods and valiant heroes ceaselessly struggle in the interdimensional conflict and terror plagued by the corrosion who seek to extinguish their last light.
──⟢ #scriptures of the stars is the bountiful collection of lore regarding their pursuit of the dawn, riddled with joyous and horrific memories.
special chapters [borrowed time] [we'll be fine] [liberi stellarum] [...]
──⟢ #bulletin board of creator notices and responses delivered by Liv, the Pillar of Hearth.
──⟢ #illustrations in collaboration with Ars, the Pillar of Creation, this could be tagged with #sketch corner depending on the medium used.
[playlist cover]
duet rollcall [life and death] [the beacon who tore through the night] [to where the light does not reach] [the stellar coreflame and its first protector] [the pillar of destruction] [...]
spoilers ahoy [lance]
sketches [servants of the moon]
──⟢ #references include illustrated designs and information compiled in the peculiar book kept by Cœur, the Pillar of Evolution.
trivia series [one] [...]
──⟢ #snippets stealthily distributed by Chronos, the Pillar of Time and Space.
chapter covers and snippets [encre noiré] [...]
heralds of corrosion [theatrum dominicus] [herald of strife] [verdant spire] [...]
──⟢ #idyllic chronicles, which could either be canon or non-canon to the series, presented by Elio, the Pillar of Positivity.
[friendly encounter]
aupril [solace and reverie] [blanket]
delivery for whom [displaced knight and spark knight]
──⟢ #voices from the stars, involves projects inputting the creators’ voice.
Muttering to myself: When you really don't have time but still want to draw a character in a scene, you can try finding some free commercial-use assets (why commercial-use? To avoid unnecessary disputes). Studying the structure and perspective of the reference image and then integrating your character into the scene is also an interesting experience!
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❝To him; the stars remind him of the very day his bones were carved with constellations, and those starstruck eyes of his painted in perfect hues of yellow and green.
In this pristine and impenetrable fortress in the clouds, the centre point of the multiverse, the dreamer cleared the dark fog before this tricksters' eyes, and since then, he too wishes to follow in his footsteps.❞
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We would like to inform you of the presence of dark thoughts clouding his mind. Though present in one line, it is best to proceed with this in mind.
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Paean of the Stars, Lillium Sanctum, Unified Council of Judgement @paeanofthestars @stellaaerrantis
Never in his bewildering, most unhinged fantasies did he ever consider the possibility of becoming a tickin’ demigod overnight.
The Pillar of Time and Space, no less!
Who is he kidding? Sans felt spectacularly ill-equipped for this role, for he deemed himself a nobody but a kid with clever tricks who eagerly prepared himself for the thrilling venture beyond his timeline to quell his curiosities.
When did everything go wrong from there?
En route to his timeline, he remembered the picturesque clockwork ticking idyllically while he cried out for help. His bones got torn to bits before getting pieced together like intricate puzzle pieces, glued together with boiling golden ichor.
When he thought nobody would come, he remembered a monochrome child rushing to his side before losing his consciousness, which should’ve been impossible, but he would’ve died there without their timely presence.
He remembered the sunlit courtyard with columns decorated with the foliage of olive green and golden flowers trembling in the breeze, and the nymphs who sought for the elderly woman whose presence felt like the coming of spring, the Pillar of Life he only ever heard from his stories.
Despite the horrific sensation he experienced, the demigod kindly informed him his body is in excellent condition, but reminded how he would feel something.. different.
True enough, something doesn’t feel right.
HE didn’t feel right.
The ichor which tormented him earlier humming within his bones, leaving peculiar patterns in his forearm, fine constellations threaded through the marrow like stardust stitched onto him.
Before Sans could dwell on it longer, the knights escorted the child through the corridors with a somber chessboard pattern, surrounded by pristine marble and silvery green, stretching endlessly beneath vaulted ceilings. He felt terribly small compared to the fortress..
There, he witnessed his father in the middle of a discussion with the other grownups, one who looked like him but.. colder. It seemed the king did not show, but he would’ve been terrified of him more. He wondered how he would react to finding countless versions of Prince Asgor—
Lost in thought, he never realized how the conversation died down until he met the scrutiny of those councilors. He would’ve preferred getting scolded by his father then and there, grounding him from ever leaving his timeline. Whichever helps him keep his sense of normalcy.
Gaster scolded him, reasonably so, but unlike those counterparts of his, he tightly embraced him with visible relief upon seeing his son in one piece.
But the tension in the room did not ease, and their time was cut short. He loathed how overwhelmingly tense and suffocating it felt, even his visit to the principal's office feels a lot less scarier. Why were they being so serious?
Why were these grownups referring to him by Chronos? The title is reserved for the first demigod, not a trickster like him.
Never him.
Perhaps it’s the pounding headache tearing itself within his skull, or he simply could no longer bear to listen, but eventually the discussion blurred into meaningless noise. It seemed teleporting felt too risky with this newfound power of his, so Sans simply excused himself and slipped from the conference room.
❝I mean no disrespect, but he is still a child.. Why must you expect so much from him?❞ He heard one councilor pose a question before shutting the door behind him, concerned for his wellbeing.
But the other did not sound too friendly, ❝Would you prefer he dies from something beyond his control?❞
❝..Pardon?❞
❝For generations, those who inherit the concept of time and space were mortals of exceptional potential. It seems this is the result of your handiwork.❞
Father then responded, ❝I will not deny my son possesses quantum-related quirks, and the dangers tied to him,❞ Soon enough, his voice falters as he steadily grew troubled by the thought, furrowing his brows as exhaustion bled into his words, ❝But the divine is something beyond my equipment could measure, beyond my initial intentions. Given his weak constitution and the circumstances he will be forced to endure; I fear how much damage this would bring upon him..❞
❝You are a good father, Doctor,❞ A councilor commended sympathetically, ❝I understand how this must be difficult for you, which is why we believe supervision is necessary from this point onward.❞
❝You don’t mean..?❞
Like father like son, both of them knew exactly where this conversation was headed.
❝To help him control his newfound powers, we propose he reside in the Unified Council. We will provide the necessary living necessities, proper education, discipline, and an environment suitable for nurturing his quirks..❞
The rest dissolved beneath the rushing noise in his ears.
How could he ever forget the sense of contemplative dread weighing on him and his father? Even he could not find the words to protest.
To leave everything behind to protect them is nigh-impossible for him, but the thought of endangering them terrified him. For how long until he could finish his training?
How about his friends? Will he ever get to see them?
His little brother? Father buries himself in work until collapsing from exhaustion, who knows if this could push him to work himself to death—
No, fighting the corrosion in the frontlines is even worse. He would die out there, perhaps in the most grotesque and unimaginable ways. The corrosion is much more hostile towards the Pillars. In their own twisted and unrivaled obsession, those creatures would do everything to snuff out their light for as long as stardust is engraved in their bodies.
He does not want to die.
Please don’t let him die.
I don’t want to die—
❝This is too cruel for the child, isn’t there something else we could do for him..?❞ Fortunately, the councilor from earlier protested on his behest, pulling him from his spiraling thoughts.
❝We understand how stressful this must be, even for him, but we refuse to risk losing his life. You would give everything to help him, won’t you, Gaster?❞ Those were the last things he heard before he decided to stop listening, turning to leave the door.
He heard armored footsteps closing in from behind, but before the Knights could follow him, the boy shook his head, ❝No thanks.. I’ll just be nearby.❞
Fortunately, they were wise enough not to press further, given the circumstances. Sans roamed the corridors until he perched upon the enormous ornamental sandglass idling close to the wall.
His eyes drifted to his forearm, pulling his sleeve to reveal the shimmering constellations humming upon the ivory surface. A constant reminder of his thoughtless endeavor.
Theoretically speaking, if he were to chip off the stardust etched upon his bones, and wring out every drop of golden ichor flowing with him. Would he set himself free from this cursed fate?
He recoiled from the tempting thought, nearly tripping from the hourglass, squeezing his eye sockets shut and vigorously shook his head.
No.
No, Chronos must not think of those unnecessary thoughts, he should not be having thoughts like these.
Where did such thoughts even come from?
❝You’re.. Chronos, are you?❞ A soft-spoken voice intruded upon those dark thoughts like a morning dew.
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The child quietly looked to the elven stranger who donned a golden circlet over the dome of his head, but despite his brief surprise, he never tipped over the sandglass glass he balanced himself onto. The boy took the time to process the message with his head tilted to the side before shifting his focus elsewhere from the stranger.
Children were often told not to trust strangers no matter how kind they seem. But unlike those councilors and the knights in this fortress, something tells him he bore no ill-intentions, none behind the gentleness.
His presence seeped gently into the hollowed corridors like sunlight piercing through the clouds. It brought unmistakable comfort to ease his mind. Yet, for reasons he couldn’t explain, he could not bring himself to meet those starstruck eyes colored in perfect hues of yellow and green.
Being new to the demigod business, the stranger should’ve expected he would not be familiar with the title, the responsibility which follows and the risks it comes with.. or perhaps this is the root of his troubles? The elf offered a sheepish smile while apologizing, ❝Please forgive me.. you may call me Dream, and you are?❞
Dream.. where had he heard that name before?
Oh.
Oh tick..
That's the Pillar of Positivity.
What is he doing here?!
It’s rude to leave him idle, he’s been nothin’ but kind to yer, Sans— say something!
❝Er.. Timekid Sans,❞ he replied timidly upon getting over his stunned silence to finally meet those genuine eyes of his..
Dream could not help the faint smile tugging at his lips. It reminded him of someone he used to know, someone he lost to time.
❝I sensed your unease earlier,❞ he softly spoke, stepping closer, ❝But I understand, I truly do.❞
❝Would it surprise you if I told you.. I still get frightened sometimes too?❞ Dream’s voice softened, slowly extending his hands towards the boy, who hesitated before placing his smaller hands onto his. Though calloused his hands were from the bitter conflict, how the demigod held him felt impossibly gentle.
❝You don’t have to endure this alone,❞ Dream assured him, squeezing both his hands with steady and comforting pressure. Those stars reflected within his eyes shimmering within unwavering resolve and conviction, ❝We will be there for you, we’ll get through to this together, alright?❞
Dream hoped to get close to the new demigod and ease his distress, squeezing his hands once more before offering a gentle smile..
❝Would you like to take a walk? There’s something I’d like to show you.❞
In this pristine and impenetrable fortress in the clouds, the center point of the multiverse, the dreamer cleared the dark fog before this tricksters' eyes.
To him; the stars remind him of the very day his bones were carved with constellations, and those starstruck eyes of his painted in perfect hues of yellow and green.
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If he follows in his footsteps, then maybe, just maybe, everything will be fine in due time..
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I would like to use this opportunity to share the song which inspired this chapter and the piece, it reminded me of Elio!Dream and Chronos!Timekid who grew into their roles of mentor and student, and moreso, friends.
Thank you so much for reading through this chapter! I'm still trying to work on my writing, precisely whg it took longer than expected, but I'll do my best from hereon out! (*￣▽￣)ノ~~ ♪
