The idea was originally found in A_Bored_Reader Undertale ideas for stories that hit me like the brick called Reborn! I asked permission to use it. Read the original if you're interested, but it contains quite a few spoilers for this story.
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Warnings: Fight and secrets. Mentions of murder, death, eating problems and self-harm.]
{Palette- We are coming to visit.
Faith- I'll be waiting for you where we met.}
When they arrived at Epictale's clearing, responding to their message, Faith was already sitting on a tree branch waiting for them.
– I guess you came for a reason – Faith with a half-smile.
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– I think it would be worthwhile to negotiate the terms of our cooperation – Nightmare/Palette professionally. Faith nodded hesitantly before jumping from the tree branch to they feet.
– I assume you've heard about the Bad Sans? – Error/Goth wanting to cheek his awareness. Faith froze for a moment before answering with a nod.
– Why? – Faith questioned, trying to measure their intentions with his eyes.
– What would you do if you could meet them? – Star releasing the tension with a playful smile.
–...I would try to talk to them... – Faith waited for their reaction with suspicious hesitation.
– Even if they were killing others? – Nightmare/Palette tilting his head to the side, provoking him with the darkness in his eyes.
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– Both sides should be known before you blindly side with one side! – Faith without doubt.
– Would you side with them if they gave a good enough reason for their actions? – Goth menacingly summoning his scythe.
– Yes, without hesitation! – Faith's eyes lit up with a purple flame as they takes out the saber with a black handle with a golden end and a gold circular pattern, its light blue blade framed by purple edges and by a purple transition. A white pattern carved into the blade curved up towards the upward branching connection of the grip and the blade. From the side of the grip held between they fingers a part similar to a horn stick out giving a frame to they hand, with which they held they weapon confidently.
