Same Person, But So Different (Undertale AU)

Leaving The Anti-Void (Chp. 6)

DS Error's pov:

I was in the middle of talking of talking to Cross, and some genius decides to steal my glasses.

Although I swear they're still on my head.

Geez, I have a headache.

Oh no.

It's like the one that happened when we came here.

I heard someone yelling among that static and everything goes black.

...

One second later I'm in Outertale.

I looked around and I couldn't believe my eyes. It was beautiful. I thought the Outertale that Blue lived in was pretty?

Hah.

No.

Blue's timeline can't compare to this. It literally seems as though I can see the other Universes from the spot I'm standing in.

I'm afraid to move, in fear that for some odd reason, it would all disappear.

I decide to move anyways.

I start walking around and I see a cliff overlooking the stars. It's the perfect place for stargazing.

I continued walking towards the cliff and as I got closer, I saw a dark figure laying in the tall, blueish grass.

I ran over to see if they were ok, but it was just the alternate version of me, lying there, asleep.

I hesitantly nudge him with a stick, hoping he wakes up... and oh boy, he wakes up alright.

He sits right up looking around for the thing that touched him, glitching really badly.

"₳-₳ⱤɆ ɎØɄ ₳ⱠⱤł₲Ⱨ₮!?" I ask in a panic. There... he's starting calming down. Maybe he'll listen to reason now?

Probably not. He doesn't seem like a reasonable guy.

"Ď̵̖̲̯̭̒ő̷̠̻̲̆͝n̴̐͛͌̂̽͂͜͝͠'̷̩̉́̐́ͅt̷̛̠͓͎̖͈̓̿̒ ̵͇̖͕̖͓͑̃́̎͝E̸̺̦͌́̉͂̒V̵͎̯̈̋̓͒̆̀͜Ě̶̢͕͕̰͐̀R̴̢̭̠̱̠̼̠͍̀̌͊ ̸̻͋̎̓̌͘̕͝t̶̼͕͙̭̮̲́o̴̢̤̖̤̰̣̪̓̾̊̔̀͊͆͘u̷̱̞͔͖̜̓͊̋̅̔̂̐c̵̱̤̘̫̊̃͋͊̇͛̌̽̌͘͜h̴̳͔͕̠̊́͘͠͝ ̶̧̡̢͍͈̖̗͖̎̂̍̈́̽̇̽͌̚͝m̴̧̧̧̛̮̲̙͔̪̐͛̈ͅe̵̱̻̹͎̪̘̯̅́̾́͠ ̴̝̲͔͕̺̹̓̔̌̅͜à̸̬̯̎̃g̵̡̧͇̝̻̮̰̙͔͛̈́̊a̶̧̜̟̺͖̤͕̣̿̉̒̈́͐͠ỉ̸̧͓̞̤̥̬̦̥͔̔̒n̷̡͕̺̣̍̀̉̈̃̉̓.̸̨̟̲̞̰̦̗̤͆͌ ̶̙̤̤̪̼͓͓̯̏͗S̸̟̮̻̪̭͓̉́̐̄̏̌̈́̈́̎͠t̷̛̯̜̎̑̓͊͝i̴̢͈̭͙͙͔̗̋c̵͍͍̦̠̋͆̉̽̎k̶̜̟̙̦̳̭̟̖̭̄͂͐ ̸͉̰̭̼̖͇̳̼͐́̒́̄̐̒̔͜͝ͅǫ̵̠̮̳͉̤͚̼͚̎́́̍̂̈́̉ṛ̸̛̏͗̀̑̒̑ ̷̤̮̥͚͍̇̽͒̈̿͘n̶̲̊̈o̸̭͈͊͐̓͒̾͆̐͆͒t̴̺̞͉͂̋̂͒̐͛̕̕͜ ̶̱̲̻̽͌̿̔͋͗͑͘͘s̵̢̡̨̩̻̫̟̥̈̊̑͑̈́̅̓t̴̛̥̬͍͈̬͉̹̭̲̆͒̈̀̑̍̏ḯ̷̧͋̆͘͝͝ç̷̱͔̺͔̺͊̈́̂̆͝͠ͅk̴̯̗̭̩̥͛̿̊̾̉̉̆,̶̭̱̯͎̍͗͛́͊̂͋ ̸͙̯͇̖̮͇͓͍͗͂́̀I̵̩̠̩̖͐̅̚͠ ̶̡͍̘̪͉͖͚͕̱̺̅̋̑͊͛̂ḑ̵̛̱͒̆͑̒̀ò̴̡̢̮͎͚̳̻̫͗̋̚ͅṅ̵̛͓̰̻̈́́̔̃̌͗̚ͅ'̴̭͕̭̱͖̝̀́͛̏̃̔̄̚ẗ̵̙̦͔̠͕̦̯̹́́͆͂ ̶̣̇̄̂̔̈́̒͒́͘f̸̝̽̃͂̉̆̾̚ŗ̴̢̱̰̳̥̩͔̳̑͛̉̄͛̇̿͒͛̅͜ě̸̮̟̝̠͉̇́̒͌̄a̴̺̤̰̠͓̪͚̜͇̿̆̾̑͗͜ķ̷͕͓͖͎͈̈́͌́̋͘͜͠i̷̥͑̈́͌̈́̋͆ņ̷̠̲̮̠͔̌̂̈̐́̈́̚͠ģ̶̧̗͔̹̝̫͍̘̀͛͒̓̌̌͘̕ ̷̛̛͚̬̜͉̗̘̺̮̼̋̍̆̊̌͑̾̕c̵͘ͅa̸̰̽̑̌̓́̉r̷̰̱̫͙̫̙͓̤̂̉̅̈́e̴͇̼͖͇̩̘͚͉̕ͅ.̶̢͕̯͎̀̀͊́̉̇̾͛̽͝ͅ ̵̙̱̼̣̭͇̘͉̹̗͌̄́̋̈́̊̌́T̴̲̩̹͕̫̂͐̆̈́̄͘ȯ̵͖̬̗̤̩̺͖̻͑̒̓̄̒u̸̦̖̞̭͠c̷͇̭͖̀̊̐͑̀h̴̼͖̖̺̊̓̆̀́̇ ̷̬̗̣̯̞̃̐̀͐̊̀̄̕͝ṃ̷̩͎̭̜͇̟̠̠̃͛̇̐͊̋̎ȅ̵̡͔̗̪͔͗̐͑͐̈́͗ ̸̱́̉̍a̵͖̺̫͝͝g̸̭͎͇͉̲̎̾͊̕ả̸̳̬̫͙͋̆͠i̶͔̠̜͓͐̃͊ņ̴̳̮̭̪̘̺͙͚͎͌̽̓̚,̵̢͍̖̮̌̌̈́̾̕͠ ̷̺̝͈̺̠́́̈́̽̉̆̌̚̚a̷̧̧̞̫͓͉͎̙͐n̷̜̅̾̓̓̑d̵̡̫͉̖̠͇̈́́̊ ̶̛͉̱̩̈́̃̑̃̑͜Ī̸̡̛̤̝͎͖̰̐ ̶͔̲̲̔͑̐w̸͕̦͎̖̾̍̀͋̿̂̂͠ḯ̵͍̟͚̮̐͐̐̎͠͠l̸̼̪͍̍̑̎̈́̓̋͛͐͝l̵̢̧̧̩̺̲̞̬̲̉̚ ̵̝͈̫̯̻̣̽̀̌͂̓͜͝m̵̢͎̦̏͊ͅu̸̢̜͕̬̟̘̞̗̿͘ͅŗ̴̝̤̗̙̌̏̅̋͗́̏͝d̷̡̨̛͙̖͚̜͚̗̹̦̓̏̓̌̉͝e̷̺̳̔̽͂͘ȑ̴͕̘̯̮͕͗̊͛̔̓̇͂ͅ ̷̢̜̯͕̟̟̯̂̔͗̃͌̎̔y̷̨̼͋͛͒̂͘ó̴͖̘̗̓͂́ǘ̵͔̰̍͋̓̐͊̊̌́͘ ̴͓͉͓͇͉̭͍̃̓̋̌͠i̷̳̜̪̽̆̃̈́̾̀̚͝ņ̷͓̯̥̘̆̔̑̕ ̶͔̘̺͇͕̦̯͛͑͜ẙ̶̠̘̞̘̭̞̖̓ơ̴̘̄͘u̴͉̰̯͌͊̐̆̊̾͒̕̚r̷̬̦̞̦̭̯͇̜̔̅̒̿͝ ̵̙̤̥͓̖͆͂̏̿s̴̢̨̼̗̩̙͎̎́̍̈̀ͅl̷̖͇̰̫̄̀̿͆̃͒̈́͜͝e̶͈̥̖͉̿͂̾̑e̵̡̢̤̫̠̭̦͓̬̖͒̑̾͗́̆p̵̫̼͎̜̰̝͍̀̍́̔́̑͗.̴̦̺̼̯̻̓̂̏̅" He says to me, quite angrily.