In The World Of His Nightmares (DimentioXMr.L)[An SPM AU!]

Take it Back

AN: Words from the mirror memories will be slanted to avoid some confusion while reading! ^w^

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All of the Pixls gathered around Mr.L, all of them peering down at the mirror in his hands. The mirror's clouded reflection seemed to almost look like static as it began to work, slowly coming into focus with the image of the room and Dimentio standing in front of the mirror.

Dimentio adjusted the mirror so it was straight, stepping back to reveal his surroundings. The room was almost empty, save for the statues of his former teammates.

"That should... do it... There!" Dimentio said.

Dimentio had his post-Ultimate Show attire on, his mask covering his face.

"My first entry, about a year after the Ultimate Show." Dimentio stated, "I FINALLY finished creating everything... What I have managed to fashion outside these walls is magnificent, truly. You know what they say; it took Grambi about a week to create that imperfect world, so of course, it took me longer to make a perfect one!"

Dimentio paused for a moment.

"But, I have yet to fully complete it." Dimentio continued.

He ran to the back of the room, grabbing ahold of the stone-likeness of Blumiere and dragged him forward.

"My work will still be empty without the PEOPLE inside of it!" Dimentio said, "But, people are also flawed. Anger, hate, judging people, it's all there."

Dimentio turned and summoned a spellbook into his hand, flipping through it.

"I can easily bring them back, but I can also guarantee their first reactions shall be... Quite tempered, so to speak. They don't understand why I did this, so I shall make them see. By making them PERFECT." Dimentio smiled, "Ciao!"

Dimentio snapped his fingers, and the mirror went black.

Mr.L blinked as he was brought back to reality. He turned to glance at all of the other Pixls.

"Make them perfect? What does he mean by that?" Mr.L asked, "And I thought that he didn't want any sort of person with him in his perfect world..."

"We dunno," Slim admitted.

"We weren't there at the time." Carrie shrugged.

Mr.L sighed in response and set the first mirror to the side, taking up the second.

"Well, no sense in stopping now." Mr.L stated.

The mirror activated in his hands and the memory began to play.

Dimentio was slumped on a desk that wasn't there last time, and bookshelves were beginning to accumulate. He still had his mask on as he looked to the mirror in front of himself.

"I do hate this mask, but I don't feel comfortable taking it off in front of THEM..." Dimentio muttered, mentioning the stone statues of his former friends.

Dimentio cleared his throat and sat upright.

"Fourth log... The spells I have tried to sever the bad from the good in my previous work acquaintances have been... Faulty." Dimentio hummed, "The closest equivalent I've come to was removing their free will entirely. But that doesn't count! They won't have feelings then! I can't apologize to worthless husks!"

Dimentio paused and shook his head.

"I-I meant... Nevermind." Dimentio dismissed, "I've also run into a few more... Complications."