Lingering Dust

A Not-so Stellar Awakening

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ACT II: Cosmic Dust

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He woke up to see Outertale Frisk charging at him to attack, an evil grin on their face. He stared at them like a deer on headlights before moving out of the way, avoiding a galactic slash.

He scowled darkly, already furious and tired. That was one way to wake up to a new life. He checked clothes and wasn't the slightest bit surprised to find himself dressed like a typical Outertale Sans.

His body still hurts like hell, still feeling the unbearable pain all over his body before he died, but he can still fight. Comparing this Frisk to the battle against the whole multiverse he had earlier...

This was nothing.

He summoned gaster blasters, but they were more eerie and menacing than the typical Outer Sans' gaster blasters. But he ignored that in favor of killing this genocidal maniac. He commanded his blasters to fire at them, slightly surprised by the sheer speed the beams traveled. The color of the beams also surprised him, it was colored a pretty dark shade of purple, and had galaxies in them.

The beams landed directly on them, instantly getting them to low hp. He quickly followed up with bone attacks to finish them off. Thankfully, it did as their SOUL shattered, echoing throughout the Last Corridor of Outertale.

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Oh, give him a break! He just freaking woke up from death for star's sake!

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He lost count of how many times he killed them. But he finally managed to completely scare them off, leaving him alone. It was only after he killed them permanently that he noticed he had space dust all over his clothes.

He groaned exasperatedly as harsh voices on his head ordered him to get more EXP. He ignored the voices as he took a stroll around this AU, he already killed Frisk so it was pointless.

He looked up to the mesmerizing sky of Outertale, filled with stars and galaxies. He relaxed at the sight as the voices faded away. Outertale skies are always amazing, copy or not.

As he looked at the sky, he recalled his previous life as Ash. He growled deeply with hatred, his voice echoing throughout the floating lands.

Damn Star Sanses. Damn Dark Sanses. Damn Papyrus. Damn Fell.

"DAMN IT ALL!" his voice boomed as some of the floating islands cracked from the volume.

He fired all kinds of attacks around him to destress, destroying structures, trees, and the islands. He was destroying so much that he destroyed the ground he stood in, making him float in space.

He eventually stopped when there was barely anything left to destroy, just floating space rocks and debris. He huffed in frustration before summoning a gaster blaster to ride on.

He has nothing to do, so he might as well write in his book. He opened it to an empty page and started writing, not caring about how bad his handwriting was- he just wanted to get everything out.

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Dream halted in his tracks, feeling a spike of negativity on an AU. It was such an abundance of negativity that he immediately felt weak. He instantly informed Ink and Blueberry about it as he was shaking, his bones rattling loudly.

Ink and Blue went to investigate when Dream told them the coordinates, Outer and Stretch came along with them too; since this mission had no relation to Nightmare nor Error. Ink splashed black ink to the ground- his version of portals to travel across AUs, as he jumped on it, with the others following behind.