#totc lore

Famine, Death, Conquest, War

"Two Birds, One Stone"

Two versions! One without lyrics and the other with lyrics from Clown by Creep-P

Nightmare belongs to @jokublog

Error belongs to @loverofpiggies

((I actually have a journal that has the names of parts that are in both the Second and First main story of the TOTC. "Who are you?" Is actually the name of the story bit that has first meeting between Dark and Bob. But instead of it being a third person perspective, I'm going to make it in Bob's pov.))

"Who are you?" I still remember so clearly as if it were yesterday... as if, we met not too long ago. 

There was not much of me to do that day, it was actually one I have decided to close up early since it was winter. Surely winter would be busy, but it's quite hard to want to come to the area of the forest I was in on winter time. It does not snow all that much in the part of the forest I was in, but it could get deathly cold. So I would understand if customers would rather not get hyperthermia trying to reach my home. 

Supernaturals, on the other hand, they become rather active in the winter. As the cold motivates them to keep moving and hunt for food that may be unmoving in their hideaways. 

What I'm trying to get at with... this... is that...

No, not pleasing at all.... it was a horrific sight and a heartbreaking situation. 

I never seen a human child so small, and so frail.... let alone I never seen one so mutilated, vulnerable, and close to Death's grace. 

As I was trying to clean up and close up my shop, she was there... struggling and trying to crawl my way. Her legs, her back, and her lower torso were the most damaged, grotesquely torn apart. My soul ached more than it should have at the sight. I was shocked, and didn't know what to do at first.... but she needed my help.

At....this time.... Dark was still transitioning into a semi-being. She was mostly human than being, and it did not help when I was trying to figure out her soul when she was in this state and transition. 

It scared me, I didn't know what she was and I did not know what to do in such a situation.... however, one thing was clear.... she wasn't due to meet Death.

Her time was not now. 

I analyzed her before I carefully took her off the ground, making sure she didn't fall apart due to her current condition. She was mauled by a Supernatural making of the NightCrawler kind, the species specially being "Rake". 

Since all I could identify from her body is that it's human, I had settled on using human treatment to patch her back up. It was lucky chance that her body, in transitioning, was also trying to heal itself at a faster pace than the usual speed for a human to heal themselves. Yet, it was still rather slow than at rapid.... and it seemed like she wasn't going to make it since her breathing sometimes ceased from time to time. I had to use my magic to keep her breathing when it those happen.

It disturbed me, still to this day it does, seeing her like that for the first time... unfortunately it would not be the last...

Even though I patched her up, her wounds mostly repaired, she was still unwell.

Her body still being human, it didn't like the cold. More so since it was trying to heal itself as is. 

So, I took it upon myself to keep her in my home until she was well...

I did not leave her side, not for a moment. 

I even had to close shop to give her my full attention, as I really don't want the blood of a child to stain my hands. 

She did not want to wake up, nor eat at first.... but I've learned that it was because she was in the presents of a strange... who was also a Skeleton!

From there, I started to know more about her. 

Of course, she wouldn't know what skeleton Demons are due to her having only human influence, black matter influence, and some other influence from lesser Supernaturals. Which was hard to hear sometimes... not because she was "human", but the fact she was only 11 years old at the time. 

So one would be rather.... concerned... since a 11 year old human child had to bore so much burden, hurt, and fear already... 

Despite everything she has gone through though... everything....

She still smiled.

Wonder.... it's simply a word. But a word with meaning to me.

I held wonder in my soul... but her... Dark was wonder. 

She wasn't a full semi-being when we met, but it showed.... Wonder showed through her smile and through her smile  her soul. 

Unfortunately, our first meeting was stopped when a proxy prompt her to leave. I could've kept them away, but it was under rule to not interfere with the goals and plans of proxies. As skeleton Demons as a while would end up getting involved with the plans and goals of proxies themselves and their Leader, The Operator.

I had hope for Dark however, as grim as it seemed.

And that hope, the wonder.... it did not give way.

As it was not the last I've seen of Dark.

We became the closest of friends, I got to see her grow and change...

But...

I began to see her change... but it only became more and more saddening as time and events went on... 

Her face, young but worn down by emotional stresses and damaged by unchangeable pasts... her smile long fading as the more hurt and mistakes she makes prompted it to show less... 

Her soul....

Never healing... and her wonder fades..... 

I-.... I sometimes worry that she doesn't sleep either. As she grows less attached to her happines and her humanity, the more she becomes less....her... and more of a being than human. 

But her pain will never cease... she can't feel physical pain, but I can see and sense that her emotional pain is there permanently. And it always has been there from the beginning...

She has made mistakes... some even with me...

But I've long forgiven her....

She simply doesn't forgive herself...

I just hope.... I can see her again to let her know that everything isn't her fault...

"Your Final Day"

"To his limit."

"He is the terror to your error."

"The lucid dream of your prolonging nightmare"

"Oh the horror, he drained her blood like ink."

"He brings balance with chaos, pain with honor."

"Snake eyes seeing through your soul."

"As he wields the great Judgement of Death's sight to determine the fate of your soul."

Part that connects to this specific post

VVVVV

https://the-quiet-kid-dark.tumblr.com/post/617505911531094016/bilhelm-is-filled-with-wonder-and-determination

"The Dead Don't Die"

* Your Game as been forced to Reset.

REBLOGS ARE MUCH APPRECIATED, please!!!

Is it official? I dunno.

These two would wreck the Undertale multi-verse!

"They will always choose Mercy..."

HH, TOTC epilogue story stuff??? TOTC looore??

I dunno, but I a loving how it came out! 

Got Bob not wanting to fight Cross, and a crying yet happy Dark!