Nightmare's P.O.V.

" Greetings, Ink. Is there something that concerns you ? " , I waited patiently for his response, but it never came. Instead, he sended a wave of his red paint, trying to burn me with it. But I was used to that by now, so the feeling of it burning my barely formed bones was nothing important. Who cares if it feels like you're falling apart, it happened before, and while reforming might hurt, it didn't kill me...yet. What really concerned me were the golden arrows that came shortly after, I had no idea if they could actually kill me. Wouldn't that be funny ? Killed by my only alive family member, since I killed everyone else...No, actually, I didn't. Chara and Asriel might be able to became my family, but I had to stay alive for that. I could work around my orders later, what was Balance supposed to do to me, anyways ? They already took everything I had, there was nothing left to be taken, only shattered pieces of a better past. I might have been hurt in the past, but that was absolutly nothing. I would be glad to get my prior life back, now there was no day where I feel less pain than back then. An arrow, supposedly made out of positive feelings, could hurt so much. The feeling when it grazed your soul, a burning pain far beyond bearable, worse than even getting burned alive. Trust me, I know how it is to get burned alive, even if it wasn't as bad as falling into an ozean of acid. Honestly, there was nothing but a few islands and that burning liquid inside that AU, people were dieing of starvation left and right. Why would someone ever create a world like that one ? Which soulless being could be entertained by such cruel rules ? Oh right, the Creator himself.

Speaking of whom, he used my thinking for his advantage, and chained me up with his purple paint. Now that wouldn't be a problem, since they were rather easy to break if you concentrated, but I couldn't do that right now, since their was someone approaching me. You could tell that it was him, he already pulled out his bow, even if he didn't create an arrow quite yet. What would he do ?

" Brother, please... I don't want to do this... We could be happy again... - just, please, you have to stop..." , how many times had he told me already ? It started to become meaningless. There's no escape...

" Oh, Dream... If only life would be that easy, but sadly, it isn't. Sorry, but I can't stop. " , I was telling the truth, rather one horrible life than million deaths. If it had to be my life, I shouldn't complain. It wasn't that great to begin with, anyways. No matter what I do, I would always be hated. So why not saving everyone while we're at it ? It's not as if they would realise what I really did until it was to late, and probably not even then.

I could basically feel the arrow cutting the air, and there was no escape, so I accepted my fate. Let's see what Balance will  do without their broken toy.

" Take care of the kids for me, will you ? " , the last thing I saw were their suprised faces, before the arrow hit and everything went black.

Chara's P.O.V.

" ...and then I sweared to never eat snail-pie again. " , we were just randomly talking with Shadow, well I was, Asriel was too scared to speak, when suddenly, the tall skeleton stumbeld in what appeared to be pain, clutching his chest.

" No...Please, no...He couldn't have..." , I didn't know him for that long, but his actions concerned me.

" Hey, are you alright ? What happened ? " , normally, he was really calm, so it must be something very bad.

" Master...He died...But why am I not- I should have died, too, right ? What is going on ? " , someone died ? Who ? Someone I knew ? And who was Shadow's master ?- Oh, no, he said he'd be fine ! No, it couldn't be Nightmare, I saw what he did with Frisk, if he could beat the child that killed the entire underground multiple times, there should be no threat able to beat him !

Dream's P.O.V.

What did he mean by that ? Which kids ? A sickening splat caught me off guard, and for a moment, I was frozen. There laid my brother, my arrow stuck inside his chest. And the corruption was slowly dripping off his fragile frame, revealing dull grey bones, which were covered in scars. I had no time to react, the corruption was collecting underneath my brother, creating something. It reminded me of a portal, but I never saw a place that dark before. It emitted an aura of absolute nothingness, actually it felt as if everything was dragged inside, almost as if I was looking at a tinie black hole.Who made the portal, anyways ? Was it the corruption itself ?

While I thought about the different possibilities, the hole opened further, and my brother started falling through. Of course, my body started to move on instinct, but Ink stopped me before I could start running towards the falling Nightmare.

3rd Person

" Let it be. He won't survive that fall, and finally, the Multiverse will be safe. You did the right thing, don't worry. He was too far gone, there was nothing left to save. Let's hope he burns in hell, alright ? He'll pay for his crimes, but we have other duties. Now that he is gone, we can enter his castle without his permission, so we should go there first, and free the souls. " , Ink had seen Nightmare's stack of souls once before, there were thousands. However, the dark twin found a way to prevent everyone from entering his castle after that, and nobody wanted to enter the white Void anymore, especially after Nightmare decided to 'decorate' it with some dead bodies and dust. This was mainly to disgust people, so they would stay away from the negative guardian.

" Come on. Everything will be alright. " , the Creator stated, painting a portal to the well known white Void. While the corpses were still around, they could easily be ignored thanks to the intimidating castle overshadowing them.  However, some of the fancy windows weren't as dark as they were supposed to be, as if there was a light source inside.

" Wha-there should be noone here anymore, right ? Did Nightmare forget to put the lights out ? Yeah, that's probably it. No need to worry...Let's just enter, alright ? " , Dream only nodded as an response, still glancing around, trying to ignore the corpses.

The door was decorated a detailed carving, if you looked close enough, they showed a tree. While Ink thought it was a simple decoration, Dream knew better. Staring in awe at the detailed drawing of his mother, he ignored his friend's impatience. How could his brother remember her appearence so well ? And why would he take his time to create such a beautifull piece of art ? The God of Positivity froze at that thought. Create. His brother, known to be the Destroyer of thousands of worlds, created something. Something rather perfect, at that. And his own mother of all people, the person he killed in cold blood. Was this an apology to their mother ? Could it be one ?

He hadn't quite noticed the time passing, but the Creator did. So Ink pushed against the door that seemed to set his friend in trance, snapping him out of his staring.' What is so great about this door, anyway ? ' , he asked himself as he entered the dark hallways. While their surroundings were quiet, they seemed off. As if the air was thicker than usually. But both of them could feel the souls within a nearby room, and Ink immidiatly started to walk towards the strong desperation.

He was about to pass another door, when he heard an odd noise, almost sounding like a suppressed cry. Maybe there was a soul in that room, too. The two gods went in, carefully looking around. Dream was the one to notice the other two first, and he gasped. Both of the Dreemur siblings were staring in disbelief  at a dark puddle that stained the fluffy carpet. The Chara was the first one to speak up, not noticing the newcomers : " Did he just...die ? I mean, just like that ? Why ? " , what were those copies, however they came in, doing here? Alive ?

" Hello ? How did you get here ? And what happened here ? " , Ink asked, wondering about their strange behaviour. He couldn't tell which AU they were from, it was as if something altered their code greatly.

Asriel and Chara spun around at the unexpected voice, facing the other gods. Both of them died before,  multiple times, so they were a bit reckless. And the yellow skeleton seemed nice enough for Asriel, so he answered Ink's questions without hesitating,  while Chara wasn't saying anything,  she was trying to find out who those other skeletons were.

" Some weird octopus guy threw us through some sort of portal, and we landed here. There was someone else here, but they screamed something about a dead master, before...dieing..."

Nightmare's P.O.V

Guess this is the end then, huh ? Death was...pretty boring, actually. Almost like an eternal fall through some sort of black void. No pain, no rushing air, nothing. At least I thought that, but suddenly, I passed a face, and they seemed just as suprised and confused as me. I attempted to wink them, but a light catched my attention. It was coming closer and closer, and I knew that I would hit it eventually, so I closed my eyes. But the pain never came, instead, there was something hard and cold touching my head. Confused,  I attempted to open my eyes, but a terrible headache was forming, so I couldn't do it properly. Just enough to notice that I was laying on a lime green floor, but I honestly didn't care. I already died, there was no use with trying to understand things anymore, I was dead, anyways.

" Excuse me, Mister ? Why are you lying on the floor ? Are you alright ? " , I didn't have enough energy to look up anymore, so I didn't, it was obvious what they wanted, anyways.

" ...Just do whatever you want. Sadly, I'll probably fall unconscious in a few minutes, so you should try to hurt me now, while I can still feel it. " , great, not even death would stop my constant beatings.

" Wha-Sir ? Sir, are you alright ? " , huh, what an odd question. The last time someone asked it was aeons ago, and my brother was the one asking. They were right though, I was slowly loosing consciousness. Not that it really mattered, at least I wouldn't have to feel all the pain.