#conflicttale

A large universe where creators (or the sonas of the creators) live and they decided to create their monster ocs into the world using science and magic✨

This event will take on a more modern era like in real life but with magic and monsters, there's also rules and laws around the universe just like irl. Magic can only be used to those who have permission or in a special group, so if you used magic in a daily life like creating fire/using telekinesis/etc you will be in jail but if you used it for self defense then it's okay.

The last generation of Font Series, they are originally made from a lab by Rey (me) and they're twin

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"It seems like your eye are healing well"

The man said with that disgusting sweet tone, a tone he's too familiar with and without a doubt... That man in front of him is a phsyco.

Sans curses his fate for being in the care of the doctor, WD. Gaster. The most unhinged and creepiest man he ever met, Sans didn't even want to see that old man's face anymore. He just wanted to go back to his room and sleep peacefully, if Sans were to be delusional- he would want to go back to his brother and take care of Paps till he die.

But no, he have to be captured and brought to the laboratory to became a test subject. Oh how lucky he is, now he have to face this disgusting excuse of a human, scratch that he is not a human anymore, he is a monster. A real monster hiding beneath that flesh and skin of a human, Sans wonders how did he get into the facility and became a scientist there, didn't they know that he is dangerous!?

Then again most of the doctors there is either insane or apathetic, so he guess that's normal.

"So, is there any part of your bones hurt?" Gaster asked, his hand touching Sans' bandaged arm gently to not hurt his already injured arm further. It's as he didn't just broke his arm just a few seconds ago The doctor gives him a reasurring smile almost making him felt like everything is going to be okay everything is not going to be okay, Sans wouldn't easily fall for that act again and definitely not this time.

He knew what that man was capable of, even when half of the time he keeps that sweet act of kindness but Sans knows that it's not fully the truth. That man was a real phsycopath when it cames to experimenting. His method is terrifying, it's a miracle that he is still alive until now.

Sans pulled his arm back from Gaster's hand, giving him a glare which the doctor replied with a small smile

"What's wrong? I didn't make your injury worsen didn't it?" Gaster joked earning a scowl from Sans as he punched Gaster straight in the face, he had enough of the doctor's jokes

"Ah, i guess that means you are fine" the doctor gives no reaction to the punch and instead keep smiling at him stop smiling dammit!. He pulled his clipboard from his lab coat and begin to write something

"So, how have you've been feeling lately?" Gaster begin, his eyes looking at Sans' reaction

"Feels like shit." Sans replied, so far this is his most hated session in the entire facility. It mostly consist of some questions like how are you feeling from the experiments, do you feel any changes in your body, did you still feel pain, ect ect. This is just a waste of time

"Is there any changes that has been happening on your body after the experiments?"

"Except my broken arm you break earlier than i guess no, there's no changes at all." Gaster wrote that on the clipboard

"Did you still felt pain from earlier's experiments?"

"Ofcourse, you madman." Sans scoffed at the doctor for asking such obvious question

"From all the experiments you've been through, is there any experiment that like?"

"No."

"Do you like it here?"

"...hell no."

Gaster paused the next question to look at Sans for a moment, there's a hint of hesitation in Sans' voice before he said the words. Gaster couldn't help but smirk at Sans' troubled face, thinking that Sans finally developed some comfort in this hell twisted place of a facility

Sans frowned at him, clenching his bony hands tightly. "It's not what you think it is. I don't like being here! Stop looking at me like that!!" He punched Gaster in the face again but this time his fist got stopped by the doctor's hand.

"You shouldn't do that Sans, after all your arm is still healing. Your arm will snap again if you do that, you can punch and kick me all you want but after it has been fully heal" Gaster said gripping Sans' fist tightly making Sans winced in pain, he yanked his hand back feeling his injury got worse when he put more strength into it.

"I don't care old man just leave me alone!" Sans abruptly stand up from his seat, glaring daggers at the doctor infront of him who continuesly smile at him, his facial expression haven't changed one bit. It unsettled Sans so much at the lack of emotions on Gaster's face, it makes it hard for Sans to read what's on the doctor's mind when he was smiling all the time. He didn't even showed any malice or a hint of anger or any single emotions besides that mask of calmness.

"....creep..."

"Is that my new nickname?"

"OH ABSOLUTELY!" Sans grumbles as he begin to walk away, two guards immediately accompanied him so he doesn't try escape

Gaster let out a small chuckled as he saw Sans walking away, his eyes never leaving the small skeleton until he can't see him anymore.

"How curious..." Gaster stood up from his seat, hands sliding into his lab pocket as a hint of delight flickers in the man's eyes

"He is such an interesting test subject, i wonder how much i could break him" Gaster said to no one, he begin to walked out of the room.

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Footsteps echoes through the facility, Sans finally reached his room and lay on the cushion. His head starts to spin from the aftermath of the experiment, it took a while for the effect to start to work on him maybe its because he managed to block it for a while. If he continued to try doing this maybe he could block all the toxic inside his body and expelled it out, that's if he can even do that somehow. Sans turned his body to look at the white ceiling, head empty.

Sans closed his eye socket, pulling the blanket into his body as he curled himself up. Sometimes he feel so fed up with those experiment, he is becoming more and more numb to the pain... And also emotion which is a bad news to Sans. Sans wishes he could escape this hell, he could really try though. The security around the facility weakened at mid day, he could use this chance to plan an escape. He knew a safer route in the facility, he have many experiences when it came to strategies and plans, after all he did try to escape the facility many times before. Why is he still here? Because he got caught many times, the consequences is harsh, he got both of his legs broken many times because of that.

But enough of that thoughts, Sans want to sleep.

Posters again😩

Paradox!Sans & CT!Sans belongs to me

I finally drew the white boy in a digital art, might draw him more in the future👀 I haven't given him a name for him but I guess you could call him "white boy" becuz he wears white and has white bones or you can just call him "23003" (his experiment number). I plan to publish his au lore along with my other AU but uuhhh that was just a plan.

About Paradox, I might changed his AU name incase there was another AU named OnyxTale too. I don't want one of my AU to have a similar or same AU name with someone since that will be confusing if you want to search on it, the result might not satisfied you so to make it easier I decided to changed it to one of the AU name that haven't been used yet.

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