Fated To Love

Off Feeling

After taking a long shower, I went downstairs to eat something. Or at the very least actually get a cup of coffee. I don't think I want to sleep anytime soon... Another strange thing that I had outgrown or gotten over.

Shaking my head some, I left for the kitchen. I should just focus on one thing at a time. Overwhelming myself over isn't going to do me any good. After all, overwhelming myself was just how I became insane in the first place!

"Why the hell did you scream?" Nightmare's voice came from the side of me as I was entering the dining area.

I turned and looked at him, then at the table. There were three extra chairs waiting there... Odd. How had I not noticed this before?

Blinking away the weird thought, I focused back on the King. He was scowling at me, but his single eye showed me something more than annoyance. Confusion. Was he confused on why I screamed? Or was he sensing something else was wrong?

Quietly, I shrugged, looking away and began to march toward the kitchen. However, the doors opened up to Geno and Killer wheeling out some trays of food. The two were talking in hushed tones, but I could figure out what it was. It honestly wasn't hard, considering the confusion on their faces.

I moved back toward the table, sitting myself near the blue chair. I didn't understand why I was siting so close to the chair. I could see where my chair used to sit, I knew it sat a few seat away from the blue chair, but here was better. It felt better.

In a few minutes, the room was full of us skeleton Sanses. Everyone was sitting right where they needed to be and with who they wanted... Yet, it felt wrong. It felt like we were missing someone. 

The room's air was tense and silent. It was so silent and tense that I wanted to actually break it! I! The person who swore to be as silent as the dead!

Just as I was about to open my mouth, planning on saying something, Geno spoke first.

"It's not just me that feels something is wrong? It can't just be me..." He looked toward his God, who hadn't actually touched his food.

Quietly and quickly, everyone verbally agreed. I just nodded my head. So it wasn't just me... Well, at least I knew I wasn't going more insane.

"It feels... Like we're missing someone?" Cross looked toward the boss, his brows furrowed together.

Nightmare surprisingly nodded, sighing some while rubbing his face.

"Yeah... But... Why? Who could we be missing?" He grumbled loud enough for our ears.

"And what's up with the three extra chairs?" Killer jumped in.

"Why the hell are any of us sharing an AU or a Castle?" Horror added.

Reaper looked around before looking back at Geno, who was currently flexing his hands and then arms. The two then looked at each other before turning to the rest of us.

"Why aren't I dusting? I... I can't leave the SAVE screen, my soul is too weak for that... So, why aren't I dusting?"

This made us pause.

"HoW iS t-ThAt PaUsEaBlE?"

I internally cringed at hearing that damn Destroyer's voice. Can't he change it so he's not glitching? Or does he need the Creator's help for that?

I blinked roughly. Who was the Creator? Who the hell was the person I nicknamed Sunshine? Who wore so much blue?

Gulping some, I finally voiced a question that I hoped someone would be able to answer. That anyone would be able to answer!

"Who had been stopping us from taking over the Multiverse?"