Loving of Stories

The Childish Creator ~ Part 1

[Calculating......

Calculating.......

Grabbing Creator........

Making a Vessel.......

Multiverse Selected......

Blocking of ULTIMATE JUDGE and ULTIMATE EXECUTIONER......

Welcome, Creator Nana, to Omniverse #3, Multiverse #1.

Destination to Anti-Void.....

May TOBY FOX be with you young Creator.

For you are all alone until Lord Shifter and Lord Dolos find out.]

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I groan slightly as I curled myself into the soft blanket that blocked out the light. It was too early in the morning to deal with sunrise. I was a night owl through and through, I hated the bright sunlight of the early sun. I sighed softly as I got more comfortable on the floor while the blanket blocked the glaring rays of death for my eyes.

.....Wait, wasn't I sleeping on my bed and not the new wooden flooring of my room? Odd, I never slept on the floor unless I was bored enough to do that and even then I at least put a blanket on the floor to soften my sleeping area of the hard flooring.

I sat up slowly with my eyes still closed to the outside of my mind. While my eyes were still closed I could 'see' how bright the room was from how much light tried to seep in. The blanket pooled around me as I slowly counted backward to calm the raging of my emotions. I then opened my eyes to only see white around me.

I saw white, everything was nothing but white. I see no ceiling, nor halls, doors, or even anything to signify that anything existed but the color white. I felt my fingers twitch with a need to color the land from the blankness of white but I held it back as I decided to look myself over to notice a glaring difference.

I was short, no, I shrunk to kid-sized fun!!!!

Panic along with fear now coming back with a vengeance, I looked myself over and came to many glaring facts.

One, I was somehow a kid for no apparent reason.

Second, I wore clothing that I never owned in my life but I loved them. I now for some reason wore a galaxy sweater that I just loved to bits with knee-length safari shorts along with galaxy sneakers. Hanging around my neck was a red scarf while a four-pointed star necklace hanged around also. My hair was short to the back of my neck.

Third, a backpack was with me with supplies that can be useful. Batteries, a flashlight, glowsticks, medical supplies with some type of candy that I didn't eat, some money, food that can last awhile, chocolate, my plushy of parasite Fresh with another plushy of Error, Ganz, Nightmare, Horror, and Geno, some sketchbooks along with art supplies, along with regular candy that I can suck on easily.

Fourth, there seemed to be some voices from somewhere that I can't pinpoint.

I hummed slightly as I put the black blanket into the surprisingly deep bag and started to walk to the voices while putting the back bag on my back easily. I felt my eyes wander around but nothing changed in the white abyss.

Something nagged in the back of my mind but I set that aside as I continued towards the voices.

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