Power Up (Orgin)

I Can Travel the Multiverse

Sans practiced this new portal magic with Ink helping for a little while before he had to go do Multiverse things. He stepped through his portal to see where he ended up. "... why is everyone a cat?" All feline eyes were on him. "yeah... no." He left Cattale immediately. The next au wasn't much better as he was chased out of Undertomb. He didn't wanna die... even if he wouldn't actually die. The next world he ended up in, he was pretty much a God with seven souls fused into him. "... hey buddy.. what happened to you..?" Sans really wasn't sure if he wanted to know. "a thought. the fear of never-ending genocides set me on this path. i killed the child, absorbed the souls and broke the barrier. now i am stuck like this." The Sans replied. "oof.. harsh buddy, but i kinda get ya. i don't, uh, look all flashy with your three pairs of wings, tail, and blaster but i broke the barrier at my au too. i... kinda absorbed the c.o.r.e's energy." The God chuckled. "i guess you got to the c.o.r.e of the situation. i am seraphim." Sans chuckled at his pun. "uh, c.o.r.e, i guess. i don't really have a nickname or whatever. this is my first venture out."

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Seraphim hummed. "i've got nothing better to do. we can work on it now, if you'd like." Sans shrugged. "eh, why not." Sans decided that Seraphim was cool, in physical appearance and in attitude, and figured him to be his first official multiverse companion. Plus they could somewhat relate as far as staying Underground for the betterment of monsterkind and being more or less gods. (Which I only just realized now. Huh.) "so seraphim... that suggests that there is more than one of you. is that in regards to the seven souls?" The Sans gave a nod. "that is correct. there are nine of us in all. the six souls, frisk, chara, and myself." Sans quirked a brow. "oh wow. do they all get annoying, crowded in your head?" He nodded again. "sometimes. what was it like to absorb the original source of power?" Is he talking about the C.O.R.E? "not fun. first i thought i died, then i was super sick, then i could see freakin gaster again.. and i can't die which is painful and somewhat relieving. still debating if that's good or bad." Seraphim chuckled again. "it is nice to meet someone who is not soulless or deadly who can not die."

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It went quiet, but the silence was comfortable as the unlikely duo thought on a multiverseal nickname for Sans, because apparently C.O.R.E Sans won't do. Seraphim made that point very clear, which was amusing, but Sans wasn't complaining. Seraphim snapped his fingers. "i think i've got it."
"ok, let's hear it." Sans was curious as to what Seraphim was thinking. "as i think you know, the c.o.r.e was the original source of power for the underground, which you absorbed." Sans nodded. "there are other sources of power other than the c.o.r.e?"
"... there's a lot of aus, who knows what power sources they all carry, anyway since you absorbed the original, we could just call you origin sans." Seraphim looked pretty proud of himself, tail wag and all. "orgin sans, eh? i could get used to that. thanks, buddy." Sans- no Orgin- replied with a classical grin. "you're welcome, orgin." Seraphim replied.

Aaaaaaand I'll end it there. I didn't think I'd put Seraphim in the book, but I'm glad I did, I think those two will be close friends. Heheh! Have a good morning/afternoon/night!

-Kyran