~𝑬𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒆 𝑻𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒒𝒖𝒊𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒚~ (Reincarnated!Reader)

[Ch.1] The Change!

A/N; *Author 90% of the time* "Too many ideas, can't focus on one. Gotta do this. Gotta complete that!"

⚠️MENTIONS OF DEATH, AND LGTBQ+, GUNS, AND ROBBERY⚠️

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I stare into the black world, helplessly.

Nothing to do, nothing to be.. just there..

"I didn't even get to say goodbye.." I whisper pitifully. 'Maybe... if i were to go back, I would thank them..'

I died. I didn't even get to tell my family, goodbye, I loved them dearly, and they loved me! It's just the environment I was in... School, the pressure, drama, and the neglect of my friends... made it all a little too much.

I didn't off myself. I just didn't have any objections to fighting back any opportunity, I didn't purposely do it. I just was there at the wrong time..

I made it after three years of completing college. My friends pretended I didn't exist. Even though I would be standing at an arms length, and my Mom died of heart break, after my other Mum died from genetic cancer. All that happened at the age of nineteen..

My younger brother, who is three years younger, I took in, had to do everything that was required, but we passed with flying colors. Had a pretty complicated schedule.

Always the nice one, the busy one, and the smart one, and I would agree without a second thought. He got a lover, and i was happy for him.

I didn't need any lover, though. I wasn't really ready or wanting the 'experience' and 'joy' from a practical stranger. Didn't really see the point.

I blink tiredly, thinking about my life.

I loved them, we were a happy family.. until our connections were practically fully cut off. It ruined me more than it should've, you would've thought with all the loss it I would've been more controllable with my actions, and be used to it.

I cried, I was always sensitive. My life was so cliché, and perfect for a villains role. But more overly cliché. So I got a job, it paid a good amount.. my coworkers were a pain and a mess to deal with, though.

But back onto how I died. I was at a small store in the city, who ended up being a targeted person for robbery, I happened to know the nice, old cashier.

She would give me advice and try to bring my mood up. She also happened to be my neighbor, too! She was a sweet, kind old lady. She got threatened with the gun, and I took the shot.

Now, don't get me wrong, but I didn't jump in to save her, I was made an example. I was too frozen in fear to do anything, but I would've tried..

Now I'm floating in this black world, void? Thing.

If it was white, it would've reminded me of Errors anti-void... that's what I miss.

I was in the undertale fandom for a while. Not very much, but I slowly got into it. Eventually, I figured out all the pieces of the Lore and got bored until I saw the AU's..

I was in love! I really liked Error. He was a well planned out character, especially in the FGOD part of the fandom. Then I saw more and more, It was cool, and it was nice to know that others, kids, teens, and adults were having a rough time, too.

I mean, I counted as a young adult for being twenty-three. Anyway, I then found... three dreamtale twins. I HATED CANON NIGHTMARE.

Seething, but I still have to admit.. he was still a cool character, I didn't look into his past, and found dream more interesting.. until I saw a meme video with a purple dressed skeleton..

I wondered who it was, so I did more digging and found out all the dreamtale lore.

I then saw the Dream sans hate, I was like, ' What?🤨😐' he was, like- six. He couldn't do sh*t, and he was literally the POSITIVE GUARDIAN. Of course, he would've been more naive and oblivious when he was younger.

If anything, it's the villagers' fault for blaming a six year old and couldn't handle being sad for like three seconds.

I sighed, I felt so bad for Passive, "He shouldn't have gone through all that.. " I mummble.

I then felt tingly, and the whole area started to vibrate, my eyes widened in fear.

"Wh-what?" I stutter out, trying to regain balance.

I hear a soft voice, "Since you believe he shouldn't have... maybe you could take his place?" It rings out, 'what?'

"Then it's decided, it will be your DESTINY, To take his place!" The voice concluded its statement then, then I looked down at my chest when I felt something warm exit.

I see blue glowing strings come down and wrap around the bright red heart. For some reason.. I felt exposed when the heart was out. Naked even.

I shiver slightly, but then feel warmth, the warmth I haven't felt for a long... time, I hear another high, soft voice.

"Your FEELINGS will help you, guiding you -" Soft new voice got cut off by another, waspy, little boy like voice. "But the CHOICE is yours!" He concluded.

The first voice sounded feminine, and so did the second, just more... heartfelt, and sappy. The first one sounded more motherish.

"You will become our CHAMPION of TRANQUILITY." They all speak together. The red soul breaks, and I felt my breath be taken away.

𝘽𝙐𝙏 𝙄𝙏 𝙍𝙀𝙁𝙐𝙎𝙀𝘿!

Pink, yellow, and blue strings gather around the pieces, making a now light lavender SOUL, with it fading into a teal, dripping goop. With small faded patches of white, yellow, red, purple, royal blue, and cyan.

It started to shape itself into an... apple?? Until we heard a booming voice, "𝑊𝐻𝐴𝑇 𝐴𝑅𝐸 𝑌𝑂𝑈 𝐷𝑂𝐼𝑁𝐺!??" The voice screeched.

I heard a few of the voices gasp in surprise, "Hurry!" The kid voice said, "But the transformation -" The first tried to say.

"It's fine, It will complete on its own!" The boyish voice cut off, I saw a giant, Translucent, pink tinted hand come out of nowhere and scoop me up.

"We will be watching, child.. please.. for the sake of others and yourself, use your TRANQUILITY to your advantage, and don't forget who you are!" She said soothingly, but the little stranger in her voice told me something bad was coming.

I tried to nod but felt too sleepy as the colors, blue, yellow, and pink put came into my vision until I got slept into a slumber.

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I grumbled, I opened my eyes tiredly, only to be met with a women, holding me in her... hand? Bleeding out. I raise my eyebrow at this predicament, 'what?' I say in my head.

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