My journey as Sans the skeleton in Twisted Wonderland (Self insert as Sans)

Chapter 4: Recollection blanking and a new home.

(Library)

After several hours of researching in the library, Crowley has decided to give up since nothing came out of it. He exhales, look at me and say: "Just as I'd suspected. Nothing. Not only is your homeland not listed on any map from any point of history. Now, are you QUITE sure that you come from such a place? That wasn't some sort of lie, or jape? Because if so, the only explanation is that you've come from another planet. Or perhaps you were summoned here from another dimension? Hmm, what do you think, Sans?"

"Probably another dimension since, the world I'm from got erase from existence itself by a child." I say with a dead tone.

"Wah! Your world got erase from existence! By a child no less! What preposterous thing to say!" Crowley instantly refuted my statements.

"My world and your world are very different, Mr Crowley. Where I'm from, there is a thing call a soul. Humans soul come in various traits. The most powerful is DETERMINATION. This trait is what the child possessed. It allowed the child to manipulate reality to their liking such as going back several hours before death by reloading and erase timeline itself. I'd suffered from their megalomaniac tendencies and for some reason, I remember everything when every time they decide to reset the whole timeline causing my race as well as the humans to forget except for me and two more." I rant tiredly as I'm so done from everything in the past.

"Oh. I'm sorry for my insensitivity, Sans. Wait, you said 'my race'. Does that mean you're not a human? Well, I can see that by looking at your features like your lack of eyes. If so, what are you?" Crowley apologies to me and asks what my race is.

"My race is called Monster. We are being made purely out of magic. I'm from a subspecies of the undead. To be more specific, I'm a skeleton. We Monster age differently from the human race as by monster standard, I'm 25 years old but for human, its 5000 years old." I decide to explain a bit about the Monster race.

"You're 5000 years old! But you look like a teenager! You even said by your race standard that you're 25." Crowley yells in shock by the revelation as well as confusion by my look.

"That is because the max life for monster is 1000 years. So, I'm actually still a teenager till I'm the age of 50." I explain again about monster aging process.

"I see. That's why. Anyway, do you bring anything here with you? Like some form of identification, a driver's license perhaps? Or even a ... shoe? You do seem a tad bit... empty-handed." Crowley calm down at this and asks for any type of identification on me.

"Nope. As you can see, I'm bone dry. The only thing I have is this robe on me." I answer truthfully as there is nothing on me except for the robe, not even my usual attire is with me.

"Well, this quite the predicament. I cannot have someone who's dorm less bumbling about my magic academy. And yet, as an educator, I am loath to expel a... young person without a cent to their name, or any ability to contact their guardian... Truly, my grace is boundless."

"Hmmmmm... Ah! There is a vacant building on this campus. It was, in fact, used as a dorm a long time ago. With proper cleaning, it should be habitable enough. Out of the profound kindness of my heart, I will allow you to live there for the time being."

"In the meantime, we will investigate on how to integrate you to our system since you've told me that you no longer have somewhere to call home. Dear me, but I am a gracious man indeed! A model educator, one might say. Well then, I shall take you to your dorm straight away. It is an older building, but it has plenty of... character, one might say." Crowley offers me a dorm to stay while also find a way to integrate to this world.

This shock me at the proposal. "Are you sure, sir? I can understand about the dorm but to integrate myself to this world. It's so sudden." I ask him for assurance.

"Of course, Sans! You said yourself that your world has been erase, so the next best thing is to make this world as your new home. My, my, aren't I so gracious to offer this opportunity." Crowley smiles and answers in assurance.

My eye starts to tear up and slowly, my shoulder starts shaking and a sob can be heard from me. "I.... Thank you, sir. Truly, I thank you for this. Even though I am merely a foreigner to this world but to gain this opportunity, it's an honour." I thank him with tears in my eye.

"You're welcome, Sans. It's my honour as well." Crowley says in a sad tone and starts to rub my back to comfort me.

The only thing that can be in this quiet room is the soundof sobbing as a monster cries for the loss of his home and a gracious head mastercomforts the said monster.