Karma is drifting and slowly losing pieces of himself. Will this nightmare ever end..?

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*^&$@ multiverse

Doodle Sphere

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"Wow! Look at this, Azure. It's so colourful"

"STOP TRYING TO TOUCH EVERYTHING YOU CAN FIND, BLOT! THIS PLACE IS DANGEROUS!"

"Ooo! This looks fun. I wonder what it does?"

"WHAT DID I JUST SAY?!"

Sunny watched his friends run around the pile of junk they had found but he had decided to stay close to Goth Karma, growing rather worried about them. They had barely spoken since they arrived in this weird multiverse, even ignoring questions when they asked.

They hadnt even said a word when they bumped into the Creator of this place, not even making a peep when they had to run away from the corrupted Nightmare who had been acting like a deranged psychopath. It was almost eerie how Goth Karma had seemed to look through everyone, as if they were simply following a script and were doing the bare minimum to progress it.

"Goth! There you are. I swear you are like a ghost with how quiet you are. It's like you're not even here half the time!"

He twitched as he looked up at Ink, used to being ignored by the Creator and preferring it but still grumbled when he saw the pick up the babybones without even asking. Creators were all rude in his opinion, sighing when Blot squealed and dove into the junk pile, letting Azure deal with that mess for now.

"C'mon. I have a boring meeting to attend. Im not sure why a missing monster is such a big deal. They probably just got lost. I do that all the time!"

"THAT'S BECAUSE YOU ARE AN IDIOT!"

"Azure! How very rude! That hurt my feelings and i might just go and cry no-"

"HAH! I BET YOU CANT EVEN DO THAT WITHOUT AN INSTRUCTION MANUAL"

"Of course I could! Why are you so very cruel to?"

"MUST BE YOUR FACE"

"Hey! I have the same face as him!"

"DONT TRY AND JUSTIFY YOURSELF TO ME, BLOT. ESPECIALLY AFTER WHAT I JUST SAW YOU DO!"

"Sounds like you are just jealous of my awesomeness! Blot is truly the only one who understands true art!"

"I WOULD SAY NEED PROFESSIONAL HELP BUT I FEEL YOU WOULD JUST TRAUMATISE THE THERAPIST"

"Dream said a similar thing!"

"...I'M REALLY NOT SURPRISED"

Sunny sighed at the back and forth between Ink and Azure Blot putting in their opinion every so often as well, not blaming them for the inherent distrust but he wished his friend would tone it down. They were all currently at this Creators mercy and he was pretty sure if Goth Karma wasnt here, they would have been studied like insects under a microscope.

This Ink had that sort of look to them a nod he was never one to completely trust soulless monsters, shivering at the amused grin Ink gave him as if they knew what he had just been thinking about.

He couldn't wait until they could leave this multiverse, it deeply unsettling him and strangely familiar? hoping the babybones would hold on for that long.

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Council of Sans

Dream tapped his fingers on the table in agitation, annoyed that Ink was yet again late for the meeting. He had already started it and at this point felt it might be easier to just assign himself as the main coordinator as he pretty much already ran it in the first place.

His gaze discreetly flickered around the room while he made sure to at least pretend to pay attention to the Sans speaking unsure which one it was now but had honestly stopped listening as soon as they mentioned some trivial matter.

It was kind of impressive how they were able to ignore the dark aura that was slowly growing in the corner of the room the longer they talked, wondering if they were stupid or brave. He was going for a mix of both, lifting his hand to stop them speaking when he felt the annoyed aura turn violent, not wanting to deal with trying to stop Reaper from dusting someone.

He already felt like he had to babysit Ink half the time and it was looking like the Council would be the same, somewhat regretting even forming it not really as it helped him so much against his brother.

"That you..Red. I will make sure Ink looks into that as soon as possible"

He said politely knowing for a fact that Reds complaint was going in the scrapheap that Ink regularly burned, waiting for them to sit down before talking about the main issue.

"As a few of you might be aware, Geno has gone missing and before anyone asks why this is their problem i would like to remind everyone how this isn't a simple matter of a lost monster. They went missing from a secured AU without leaving a trace, so we have to think of the possibility it might happen again"

He didnt enjoy causing fear but it was the lesser evil in the end as some monsters were far too stubborn to listen otherwise. It was also to save a few idiots who might say something rash, not considering how Reaper may not take it too kindly.

He sighed when he finally felt the seat next to him get occupied, automatically accepting Goth while Ink was his usual self and caused even more chaos to his previous structured meeting. He settled the babybones on his lap, frowning at the missing feathers again while trying to convince them to eat a cookie.

Somedays it felt like Goth had been with them their whole lives so very familiar, it still a mystery where they came from with how quiet the child was. He was pretty sure he had heard five words from them in total since they met, confused how Ink had gotten attached to someone so completely opposite to them.

The only answer he got was 'they are fun!" was practically useless and didnt tell him a thing, some days wondering why he even liked Ink in the first place.

"What do you mean 'it's not my business'?! You are the Creator! You are supposed to protect your Creations!"

"..what does that have to do with anything? Are you an idiot? I dont remember making you this stupid, Reaper."

"SAY THAT AGAIN! I DARE YOU!"

"Ok! Are.You.An-"

Dream sighed in deep exasperation as he tugged the back of Inks shirt to force them to sit down before plopping Goth in their lap.

"Why do you have to be like this? That was rhetorical, do not answer! Now stay here while i sort out your mess, again. I swear you are like a child sometime"

He said in deep disappointment, ignoring their objections before giving a much softer look to Goth.

"I'll leave you in charge, little one. Try and keep Ink out of trouble, ok?"

He said playfully, pleased that he even managed to get them to accept another cookie they ate so very little, sighing when Ink began whining they wanted one too.

"Only monsters who dont cause me a mountain of work, get cookies! You can get your own! You can create your own so don't make such a face at me!"

He felt like he was dealing with a pet at this point a very badly behaved one, annoyed when the volume in the room dramatically increased and feeling the downward turn of the emotions.

He truly missed Blue right now, wishing he even had some support in this stressful environment. He bet his brother never had to deal with any of this, having to quickly summon his weapon to prevent Reaper from dusting an UnderFell monster. He honestly wasn't surprised by this, feeling those types had less intelligence to know better than to pick with a Death God of all things.

Life was truly insane but at least it was never boring.

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AntiVoid

%^£$&@&* was so very tired was that his name anymore? Who was he?

He felt this loop would never end, clenching his hands in curiosity as if seeing them for the first time. The white bones were bold compared to his dark outfit, humming as he tugged the scarf in curiosity.

What were all these things on it though..?

He smiled at the colourful beads he touched, giggling at the tingly feeling on his fingers after touching them, watching in fascination how some of them even glowed. He just sat there and examined everything, even tugging the weird blue strings on his scarf, feeling weird once he was done why did he feel so safe?

He hummed in interest at the sparkly pin on his scarf, about to touch it but got distracted by a clattering sound.

Looking behind him he spotted an odd item on the floor a scythe, carefully touching the handle and feeling a sense of rightness at holding it. He stood up to examine his new find more, swinging the new thing and amused at the black energy that came out of it.

He watched how far it went into the white, curious if he could make it go further if he swung harder. He was just about to do that but got startled by another new thing, letting out a chirp when he saw what was attached to his back.

He carelessly let go of his new item the scythe clattered to the ground without a sound, far more focused on playing with his wings. He hissed when he tugged too hard accidently, not realising how sensitive his? new appendages were. He tried to be gentler this time and cooed at how soft his feathers were, curious why they were such a weird colour.

It took him a while but he eventually managed to stretch his wings out, comparing it to the white around him and the black of his clothes. It was weird how different they looked, looking up in pure confusion when he heard a muffled noise.

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He chirped at the weird voices, wings fluffing up at how distorted and funny they sounded. He giggled at the nonsensical words before going back to his fun item, wanting to play with it more.

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He chirped at the weird numbers that suddenly popped up in his vision, poking them in curiosity and surprised when they got even more numbers in response. They meant nothing to him, growing bored and waving them away, pleased when they all vanished.

The muffled noises from above him were still going but he had long lost interest in them, deciding maybe he could explore this weird place. Surely not all of it was just white, picking a random direction and dragging his fun item along.

He sang a little song to himself as he walked, the lyrics making no sense and wondering when he got so good at making stuff up. He never thought he was that creative but he also never thought he would have wings, so there is that!

He wondered what had happened or how he even got here, stopping when he felt a weird tugging from his chest area. He was very curious now, immediately turning and walking in the direction it came from without a second thought.

He gasped in delight when he saw something new!...even though it was also white. It thankfully did have some distinctions from the surroundings, the blue flared tuffs on its ears and tail, cooing in delight when they turned towards him. Their eyes were so pretty, the weird error symbols feeling strangely comforting and really hoping he could pet them.

He sat on the ground and just stared, utterly thrilled when they came over to him and began purring up a storm.

"You are such a pretty kitty and so soft! Do you have any idea where we are?"

He giggled as they licked his face, humming in confusion when he noticed his face was wet. He brushed a hand under his eyes, puzzled why he was crying. He cuddled the big kitty closer, burning his face in their fur and liking how warm they felt.

"Meow..?"

"I didnt know kittys could talk. How funny! I think you got the wrong person, im not called Karma-"

"Meow?"

"..your name is Nix? Thats a nice name and dont be silly. I dont have any family. I just woke up here after all. You are a funny, kitty"

"Meow?"

"'Follow you?' I guess i wouldnt mind. It's quite boring just being by myself"

He stood up with the large cat, already adoring them his SOUL felt so warm right now and followed their directions without pause.

"....meow?"

"'My name?' I haven't picked one yet but..."

His mind went over what few things he could remember, surprised to notice it was even less then when he woke up here it shouldn't be like that or had the rules changed?

"Im weirdly drawn to the name 'Reaper' for some-"

"Growl"

He paused and looked at his new friend in confusion but slowly nodded in agreement he wouldn't use that name, not that bothered by not having a name at all it wouldnt be the first time.

He hummed a random tune as he kept walking, curious what he would discover next.

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Bitties: *Worried at how quite Karma is* Maybe they are sick?

Karma: *Slowly losing it after dealing with so many RESETS and just does the bare minimum to survive* i'm fine. No need to worry...

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Nix: *Relieved at finding Karma again after endlessly searching*

Karma: *Obvious memory loss* What a pretty kitty! You have any idea where we are?

Nix: *Bloodlust activated to max and ready to hunt*

VOICES: *Unsure why they can't communicate with FATES latest toy*

FATE: *Screeching in annoyance at her perfect plan being derailed*