The Multiverse Tyrant

[1] Prologue.

Y/n's POV:

ANOTHER DAY of hell in school, in high school. We have a project for today and our professor wanted all our efforts put in the scrapbook of friends, treasured friends to say. Since the last scrapbook project was a mess since everyone wanted to extend the deadline except me, I was too determined to finish this scrapbook. And this is the second time, my professor doesn't have favorites so he didn't exclude me from the people making a project individually. The professor decided to give us quite a long deadline, 2 weeks from now. I hurried to shower and brush my teeth, whilst picking my clothes for today. Since all my oversized hoodies and clothes are out and in the laundry, I should try another style for today I suppose.

I have a preference to always wear a scarf since this is a keepsake of someone I used to know, I clutched the gray scarf whilst frowning. I hurriedly went downstairs and got a note attached to a light blue lunch bag and waffles for breakfast, a post-it note saying 'hi y/n! This is your lunch, sorry I don't have a lot to offer in your breakfast but I recently got a job and went on early to get interviewed. Signed, mom.' I mutter in silence as I stare at the Nutella and waffles placed on the table as my phone rang on my bag, I swiftly picked the bag up and immediately looked for the phone and - oh shoot. I hurriedly opened the lid of the Nutella as I spread it on the waffle and topped it up with another waffle. I plopped it in my mouth as I hastily grabbed my bag and ran to the main door, locking it with ease.

Shoot. I'm gonna be late!! I hurriedly ran to the bus stop and saw couple of students just getting in the yellow bus and immediately sprinted in there whilst panting. I took the seat closest to the door so I can get out more faster and looked at the time on my phone, it read '6:50 AM' I sighed in relief as I munched on the yummy, warm waffle whilst putting on my earphones. I played Secret Garden whilst eating, the soft nostalgia of the piano sent shivers down. I mutter the lyrics as the bus kept speeding. And it reached the final line of the lyrics, the bus collided with another bus the lyrics still playing. I said, oh Mary contrary, how does your garden grow? Stay with me, I can't see anywhere that we could go.. Their answer, was laughter as darkness swallowed them up. "One more time.. I'll be fine, sometimes kindness is enough." I mutter in silence as the blood gushed out of the large wound in my chest, the lyrics still playing on and on. Oh Mary Contrary, how does your garden grow?~ Don't leave me, please don't be, the seventh maid in a row~ My answer, I'll whisper soft as he lowered his head set them free, I'm sorry.. "this flowers already dead." I coughed up blood as the ringings continued on, my life flashing before my eyes. Nostalgic, is it not? It's the start of 2023 and I just died in a pathetic way. I'll miss everyone, especially my mother. I'll be joining him soon, I'll never grieve and mourn for him again. Such unfortunate events that had to end this way, if there's one thing I should regret then I hoped I listened to it one last time. My arms reached far

from the sky, trying to block out the light illuminating throughout my sight. I hear siren's wailing as I pathetically let go of my hand and stared to my side, the medics are here..

"Process is done. You should be transported soon."

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I awoke in a dark room, a gooey creature was the first thing that I saw. "Woah. Who are you?" I asked the gooey creature that sat down and stared at me, this character is familiar to me. "Nightmare Sans. I died in an unfortunate way." "Ahaha.. same here." I said as I plopped down the gooey skeleton and he was startled but enjoyed my company. "How did you die Nightmare?" "Lost a battle in the multiverse, slain by none other my brother of course." Ah, Nightmare Sans! I mentally facepalm myself as we stare off into the endless dark abyss, with none other than us here. "Let me guess, his name is Dream?" "..yeah, how do you know?" "I belong in the creators realm." I answered as the gooey creature stared intently at me, his eyes were shocked. "Well, see ya. I'll be there too." He bid farewell to me as I try to ask him one last question, what was gonna happen to me now? I gulped and knew the only thing to do is find out and move forward, after all this is the second life I've been given and.. I don't want to waste it. I blacked out.

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"Brother? Brother!" Someone yelled as I awoke leaned into something hard, I opened my eye sockets and Dream is there. "Oh, I'm glad you're awake! An unknown voice told us we are brothers and we're suppose to protect a tree!!" Huh, how weird. I can't seem to recall my former name, the name I only remember to myself is NIGHT.

"O-oh yeah, me too.." I can hardly recall any events leading to why I'm here, and how I got here.. quite weird and my head - ooh.. - I sigh deeply and dusted myself. "What's your name?" I barely recognize him, but I felt like I've known him for years. Probably more than a year, for a decade? I don't know, it still remains unknown. "Dream, hehe!" He giggled playfully whilst grinning happily, his golden starry eyes focused on me before asking the same question as well. "Nightmare, call me Night if you want." I introduced myself as the skeleton's golden starry pupils glowed yellow slightly before returning to it's normal golden star. The sun was rising before the mountains, the light illuminating throughout every shadow it finds. As Dream happily played on the grass, collecting small grasses and tying them with each other and he managed to make two bracelets. "Here! One for you, one for me!" He grabbed my right hand and inserted the small green bracelet slowly and carefully, he did the same to his arms. By this time, it was already day. "Dream, do you mind if I teach you something?" "Hm? Of course!" I sigh and this is where the training begins, I know the storyline of this story since I slowly regained my memories..

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Leave your thoughts on this chapter please. Another book, another cycle.

Sincerely yours, Lazar.

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