Chapter 2. ...The start of a creater

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"I figured THAT out already" I replied to the taller with attitude.

"Yeah, I guess you would. Your death was pretty..." Sumer paused, racking her, probably sleep deprived, brain for the right word. "Death-y?" I stared at her blankly in disappointment.

We stated at each other for about five mins neither of us making a sound, or moving.

I shake my body and hands after not moving for much too long. "How tall are you anyways?" I questioned Sumer as she looked to be a good two feet taller than me.

"Oh, probably about, like, 5 foot 8?[About 1.7 meters]" Replied Sumer as I stared in confusion and shock because the last I checked I was over 5 foot.

"What the fuck? The only way for you to actually be five foot, and two feet taller then me, is that I'm a whole lot shorter than I used to be. But that simply shouldn't be possible." I said. Still try to grasp the situation.

"Oh... You didn't figure it out yet? And here I thought you were a fan of Undertale AUs." Sumer then tried to laugh with as much emotion as she could muster (which wasn't much). "Try looking around." She said simply.

So I looked around, racking my brain on what she was trying to get me to understand. Then, I started to put things together. Orange void. Paper hung up with string. Art supplies and paper on a desk. Me being two feet shorter then Sumer exactly, making me 3 foot 8.

"Omfg I was reincarnated as Ink." I exclaimed out loud in shock.

"Correct-a-roo. But you're not supposed to know about your past life. That's what Fate told me at least." Sumer said while sweating after realizing her mistake. "Oh what the fuck, who cares about that old bitch. Making me train her chosen child when I have my own four kids to look after and......." Sumer then proceeds to complain about Fate and also how hard it is to be a single mother of four while also having her own miniverse to take care of and how she can't leave a sadistic 12 year old in charge for to long.

Multiple days might have passed with how much Sumer talked on, and on, about her problems. I had finally had enough, "okay will you just shut up? I heard you mention Fate, which means that this is an Fgod, or Fgoc universe, am I correct?" I said in an inpatient tone, while snapping my fingers in frustration.

"Oh, yeah sorry. Got a tad bit side tracked" Sumer said clearing her throat. "You are correct about this being an Fgod and kinda a Fgoc multiverse. Also in case you were wondering about the whole 'you're not supposed to remember your past life thing's well, so basically Fate needed a creater but absolutely sucked at making a soul for a creative being. And so she just kinda snatched yours and told me to make you forget your past life. But I hold strong grudges and decided not to, so here you are. Don't snitch." Sumer finished with a finger pointed at me accusingly.

"Got that. I still have a few more questions though." I say hoping that I won't be confused for much longer.

"Hmm, what are your questions?"

"Well I was wondering if it's possible for me to die in this new multiverse? Y'know, since I have a soul instead of the usual soulless Ink" I asked, slightly concerned for my own safety knowing what could happen according to all the Undertale fanfics I've read.

"I don't think you'll have to worry much with how Fate cares about there being a creator" Sumer shrugged "But I doubt she would make it possible for you to die."

"Umm, also, if I'm the creator, why are there already AUs?" I wondered

"Well, those are the Au's that have already been created. Like the more mainstream originals. That was all we had until Undertale AUs got too popular, so now we need a creator/guardian to manage all of them." Sumer said, probably tired from all the questions.

"Thanks for that." I smiled in thanks, until I realized something. "Hold on a minute, you said earlier that this was an Fgod multiverse, correct?"

"Yeah, why?" Sumer replied.

"And you said Fgod, as in Forced God Of Destruction, right?"

"Uh huh, that's what it means" Sumer seemed a bit confused with where I was going.

"So destruction, as in Error exists?" I said my tone just a bit above normal speaking volume, but not an angry yell.

"👍" Sumer said, somehow speaking in emojis.

"So has error always existed, or is he just here because of me?"

[Here is when I change the text for Sumer speaking because I wanna stop writing text after dialogue when the only thing I can say is that they said what they said without confusing the readers]

"Yeah, so we have just kinda had him in the anti-void untill we had a creator. So he's just gonna appear one day when the multiverse is to full, or a absolutely terrible au is formed and needs to be obliterated[like undertail]"

"so you just had him there!?" I exclaimed loudly, baffled.

"Look, it was Fates idea. Plus why do you care so much for him?"

"He was my comfort character"

"Mmh" was all she said to that. "Oh! That reminds me. Would you hold still for a moment?"

"Okay?" I said slightly confused, but intrigued

[This is where the difference in dialogue ends]

Sumer smiled at my cooperation. "thanks, it will only take a minute." She said as she reached into my chest.

"WTF" I tried to move but couldn't, she somehow was able to keep me still.

She then pulled out a flag colored with orange, yellow, white, light blue, and dark blue from top to bottom. It was then I realized that it was my sexuality.

"H-" I was about to say something, but then she put the gay flag into my soul.

"There, all done. Just gotta make a deal with the deity who decides soulmates and my plan will be complete." Sumer snickered mischievously. "Bye-bye! Train you after I'm done!" She then left me standing alone in the Doodle Sphere, dumbfounded.

That bitch just took my sexuality.





























[Thank you people who read my story and thank you for the votes and the reads. Btw, those who realized that my Sumer and my username seem connected, they are, but not really. So Sumer isn't me, just a character I created]




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