Hopeless Tales (An Undertale AU)

Dreemurr Reborn 2: A Dreemurr Reborn.

♡ --[NOTE: This is Chara's POV!]-- ♡
A continuation of Dreemurr Reborn.
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I sighed as I slowly got up out of bed, struggling to tiptoe towards my closet to put on the clothes that made my memories flood the most.
They fit perfectly and were better than the clothes back in The Paradigm. The pants were a bit flared, and they felt retro and stylish. I put on one of the nice belts given to me as well, then the boots. They all fit perfectly, and I could feel happiness faintly radiate in my heart.
Those days back then... I bet I look the same.

I looked down and noticed the shorts from The Paradigm had faded into the Earth, aside from the knife, which had rested on the carpet. I snagged it and put it in my pocket, then began to remember my primary focus; getting back to the Underground.

As I wobbled my way out of the room, I noticed no one was around. Finally, I can do anything...!

Holding onto the walls or things to keep me upright, I managed to get to the bathroom and flicked on the lights. Peering in the mirror was a pale girl, who stared back at me. Her hair was brown and long. Her face was expressionless and smooth, and her cheeks were naturally blushing. But something was off. Her eyes... they were glazed?

Wait, that's me...!
I quickly looked away.

What the hell happened to me?
Four years and I'm whoever this is?
I was never pretty.
That woman is going to kick me out of the house! This isn't okay.

I looked back at my reflection in the mirror to confirm my appearance by doing awkward poses or expressions.

It's really me...

But I appear dead on the outside, and I had a feeling that would hurt me if she saw me like this, so I began doing some Healthcare tasks by instinct. I'm quite surprised I remembered, but I quickly looked into the mirror again and saw I looked a bit healthier.

But those eyes... there's something wrong with me and them. And surely people will tell. I can't cover it up...

My hair had been messy, but that's just the way I've always looked. I fixed my bangs and looked around to find a floor mirror, which almost showed my entire figure. Examining myself, I realized how skinny I was as if I never exercised a day in my life. My hands and body were slender and thin, but I was tall, at least. I began faking some postures to appear normal and faking expressions to react like a normal person. I decided in conclusion just to hold my hands behind my back or proper in front of me, just like my— no, that lady taught me.

Everything was nice and delicate, but I could feel a glint of happiness that would never radiate any further. Time to get to the Underground, away from this hellish place...

Turning off the light, I walked out of the bathroom and began making my way to the front door. The light from the door had almost blinded my eyes and I shielded it, both scared of it and hurt from the brightness.

Not The Paradigm... I don't wanna go back...!

After a moment, I noticed I was still in the regular world, so I sighed and shut the door behind me. Looking around, the world was blurry and desolate. I tried to avoid looking at any colors possible to trigger myself. I began walking down the sidewalk to see if the blindness would go away, but I bumped into something, causing me to jump in terror.

"A-Ah!!! I'm so, so, so sorry! P-please don't hurt me!" I shouted, covering my eyes with my arms. I could feel myself tremble as it pulled my arms apart.

I noticed it was a face, but I couldn't look at them due to it being blurry.

"Hey... is everything okay?" He asked calmly. Why is he being nice to me...?

"I'm fine..."

"Are you sure? Do you... need to talk?" He questioned.

I don't have the confidence, and this man is too nice to me...!

I began running away as tears streamed down my face. I was running for what seemed like hours until I felt the terrain change. I stopped and looked up. With that shape, I think it's the Underground! I began running up the path, legs giving out and trying to prevent me from continuing further. Despite my shattered determination, I can make it...!

I got closer and closer to the entrance until I jumped inside from exhaustion and fell on a patch of flowers. I could see an orange room with more flowers on the side.

These flowers... Azzy loves these. And I fell on them before...

However, I felt the exhaustion overcome me and I collapsed upon the flowers.

...

I woke up somewhere inside a familiar bedroom. I had been tucked in a bed, and everything inside was monochrome.
It was so comfortable... I could lie here for hours...

The door opened, and a monochrome person entered, approaching me. It was a monster! I felt happiness begin to spark in my heart. He approached me, then knelt down on the side of the bed, bowing before me. I started to recognize his features.

It was a cat wearing a suit. His messy dark hair was very short and fluffy, and he had some nice fluff on the sides of his cheeks. His ears rested nicely on his head, and they were fluffy as well.

"H-Hello, w-who are you?! P-Please... don't hurt me!" I spoke beyond my will.

"It's okay madam, you are safe here. I'm not here to hurt you. Allow me to introduce myself as Nyx. I am the First Partnering Director of the Dreemurr Royal Family."

The Dreemurr family...? Wait, that's Azzy's last name, and I'm part of it!

"I'm part of the family..." I mumbled.

"Ah, you must be... Chara. The adoptive daughter a few years back before the incident." He said.

"Y-Yes sir."

"In that ca— excuse me, you're Chara Dreemurr?!" He seemed shocked, but I decided to calm down from his quiet outburst.

"Mhm..."

He sat on the bed and began talking to me, welcoming me back to the Underground and questioning things about me. I was a bit anxious, but I decided to give in and accept and let him in.

"Sorry to question you too long, Miss Dreemurr. It's required the ruler knows these things about you.
How about I teach and show you around the Underground? Things are different around here."

I nodded, and he helped me up, taking me through the door and cuffing his arm with mine to keep me stable. Despite my traumatic thoughts and fearful carefulness, he and I did some training and adventuring around the expanded Underground. It felt like hours, but he managed to make me smile a little. We became friends, I think?
I had so much fun, I almost forgot about Azzy.

This man is nice, but he knows Azzy, so I should be respectful if I wanna see him again...