CHAOS past actions come back to smack him in the face.
Sun's therapist has a rather interesting background and Sun checks facts.
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AntiVoid
CHAOS cursed at reaching yet another dead end in his latest search. Not to mention the stress from keeping the balance of a few multiverses, which had gone crazy without his counterpart, was not helping him stay logical right now. He had already incinerated ten Error's who thought it would be smart to get in his face because he was a mere Cross, his latest disguise working perfectly but it meant the lower idiots kept bothering him.
Now, don't get him wrong he usually didn't care about such things, the natural chaos he could stir up from such events were usually amusing but right now he was in a terrible mood and was in no state to entertain something he usually thrived in.
Truly the other Deities would be proud he learned some moderation but right now he was in no mood for congratulation or anything like that, eye twitching in a concerning manner as he held a crumpled sheet with the same damn symbol that the last ten letters had.
He had thought it hilarious when one of his past chosen started up this project that caused utter chaos when set up and recruited so many people to its cause. When ORDER had approved it as well he had given a little extra nudge of his power to make sure it succeeded and had pretty much forgotten about it..until now that is.
How was he supposed to keep track of everything he did over the years?!
This was over a millennia ago, how was he supposed to know it would go on to this very day?!
Loads of projects he endorsed never led anywhere, mortals gone in a blink of an eye so he had assumed this one would die as quickly but yet here he was, getting another blasted letter from the place he had basically helped start.
Why was he being harassed by them?!
He was a perfectly normal Deity going about his business and all of these accusations of 'child endangerment' and other such nonsense as 'wrongly manipulating SOULS'.
Who did these people think they were talking to?!
And more importantly, how the hell did they get this information? He knew he put too much magic into the concept, sighing as he felt traces of his and ORDER's magic clinging to the symbol on the paper, a slight boost to help the cause. It was a tricky bit of magic and he could easily shatter it right now and stop this nonsense...but he knew ORDER had been delighted when he heard what his chosen had done, something to help children of all parts of life and he didn't have the heart to end the MPS even if it was annoying.
*SMACK*
...Although it was close with how he kept being pelted in the face with a new bit of paper every time he destroyed the last.
What had he done to ever deserve this?!
UnderVerse?
Sun sneezed in the middle of his talk with the oddly nice Ink, wondering why he had a feeling one of his stalkers had said something monumentally stupid.
"Everything ok, Sun?"
The MPS worker, Splinter, who had been more then happy to share his name when asked rather amused the others had been too scared to ask watched the babybones scowl into thin air until one of the many cats that came in and out of the room with little care plopped on the child's lap. It was a comical sight considering the sheer size of the feline but it worked perfectly, giving him a moment to type up a few more notes and send it to headquarters.
Hopefully formal letters would be sent quickly to these monsters Sun spoke of, it rather worrying the sheer list being created. It was a little courtesy they gave to send a letter before appearing in person it made it no fun if they didn't run.
So many monsters didnt realise they had messed with the wrong agency, sadistically looking forward to crushing them all.
He truly did enjoy this job, it far more fulfilling then being a Creator ever was.
He had been lost, bored and at one point considering jumping in the Void just for something to do and to feel something. That is when he received an offer, a job that would give him a purpose and let him use his many talents any way he wished.
That is how Splinter was born.
A completely 'normal' Fell monster and one not in any way connected to a Creator. He thought the name was quite funny, rather ironic it was chosen by a higher up with someone having a dark sense of humour considering how he had at one point planned to splinter his SOUL before he got the offer.
He had to cast a low level distortion around his features whenever he visited somewhere with another Ink, which was of course rather common but occasionally monsters saw through it and it seems Sun just so happened to be one as well.
Luckily there was no screaming or confusion from them, that not having been fun when he went to one place and the Dream acted like they had a psychotic break when he stepped in the room. That had taken a lot of paperwork to settle and thankfully he hadnt had such an issue in years and considering what sort of life Sun seemed to have led it wasn't a shock they acted rather blasé to it all.
His notepad did have a few concerning things he would need to bring up personally with management, that Sun was heading towards a breakdown was one, the DETERMINATION swimming through their bones was another and the charms hanging from the scarf showed what sort of power houses they would be dealing with.
Perhaps most would be put off and pulled back but personally he was thrilled and knew there would be a large number of contenders to be the ones to deliver the ruling. He was planning to put his name down for 'talks' hunting the monsters in question, already planning how he could bribe the SwapDreams of the department so he'd at least have a chance.
It had been so long since he truly stretched his legs and this was for a very good cause afterall.
Sun discreetly watched his therapist, gratefully accepting a torn off sheet by one of the cats and petting them in thanks. He read it over, using his phone to take a picture of it and send it to Core. He might like this monster but it never hurt to check with his most reliable source, idly scratching his chest and missing the dust that came off followed by a small flash of red that healed the damage.
He felt calm and relaxed for once or perhaps this was the calm before the storm truly hit.
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*Many years ago*
CHAOS: *Noting his chosen wants to set up an odd program* Hmm, this could be funny
ORDER: *Seeing the benefit and showing approval* It could do so much good and might make our roles easier
CHAOS: *Liking his twin happy and putting more magic in the project* Well, im sure this will be a brief entertainment and i'll never have to think about it again
*Current day*
CHAOS: *Another letter from MPS somehow delivered to him*..i feel there is a lesson i'm supposed to be getting from this
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MPS Agency: *Smiling innocently* We send out letters to all involved in an active case
Everyone else: *Nodding at how thought through that is and rather impressed* Seems sensible
Also MPS Agency: *Employing an 'interesting' mix of monsters who have less then normal demeanour* Also makes them more fun to hunt~
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Sun's many stalkers: *Feeling a chill run down their spines*
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Splinter: *Friendly and bubbly towards Sun while inwardly planning to hunt some monsters down for sport* What a sweet babybones
Sun: *Stealing notes from Splinter and texting it to Core to see if this is legit* Lets see if i need to run or not
Core: *Receiving the text and gaining a dark gleam in their eyes* Research time!
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Dream? Who is that?
Fanfiction'Dream' was not happy. He has no idea where he is or what is going on and now has to deal with the grumpy Negativity Guardian. At least it can't get worse...oh, wait -- Reincarnation as babybones Dream who is not happy at how crazy this new place is
