Sanses React to other Multiverses

Chapter 7 //For the Forgotten Ones(1)//

"Alright next!" I cheered

"When can we go home?" The Bad Sanses groaned. 

"Not anytime soon!" I chuckled "Next Multiverse! For the Forgotten Ones"

Lust raises a brow "For the Forgotten Ones? Sounds good i guess."

The screen started up once again.

A small skeleton in a white void, no clothes he looked lifeless...

There was no such thing as time in the whiteness. There were no hours, days, months, or years. Time simply marched forward. It passed until he could not take it anymore. Again he cried. Again he screamed to the apathetic and the empty and the whiteness that did not care. It did not matter that no one heard or cared. He screamed to show himself that he existed.

"I just want to be someone!"

"That poor monster!" Swap said.

"Poor my ass" Error scoffed munching on his chocolate

"Error!" Dream and Swap yelled.

"What?" -Error

The skeleton grabbed his chest summoning his soul, His fingers dug in and he cried in pain and sorrow. He did not know what would happen when he destroyed his own soul. He only knew he could not take the emptiness anymore. He could not take these feelings anymore. He wanted the pain to end. He wanted this existence to end.

"Is- is he" Dream's eyes widened as he realised what was happening on the screen.

Nightmare leaned back onto the chair "Bo! Who! He's gonna destroy his soul"

"That's Terrible!" -Sci and Ink

"So terrible! Oh no" Nightmare mocked them in a sarcastic voice.

Suddenly black tendrils wrapped around his arms holding them in place. This startled him so thoroughly he stopped moving at all, his eyes shifted back and forth as he watched the tendrils making him look up to the monster that stopped him from destroying his own soul.

For the first time he saw colour, black and teal, the colours on the corrupted monster in front of him. He saw colour and felt pure joy.

The corrupted monster looked at him "Interesting. Most feel pain when I touch them, That or they die. Why not you?"

The nameless monster was too shocked to say anything, his mouth hanging open slightly.

"Do you know who I am?" When the nameless one shook his head, he gave a huff. "I'm not surprised. I am Nightmare, the Guardian of Negativity. Your despair drew me here."

"Well this is most certainly getting more interesting," Nightmare smirked.

"We've seen this multiverse's Nightmare but who is the other skeleton?" Sci asked himself with his hand on his chin.

"I'm sure we'll find out soon," Red added.

The nameless one touched his soul, wincing in pain. Multiple cracks where his fingers had dug into, his soul was broken but not destroyed...

He shook at the thought of Nightmare leaving him and he fell to his knees, holding onto the hem of Nightmare's shirt.

"Don't leave me," he begged. "Please."

Nightmare gave a wicked grin "Why should I do that? What benefit is there for me to not leave you to suffer and rot?"

"Night you monster!" Dream glared at him.