Colours Of The Rainbow

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Back for another round eh? Well, this time I got you a guest! Say hello Inky~

"H-huh where am I?!?.... (y/n)?"

Awhhh, look at the way he's looking at you~ of wait. You can't look AHAHA because you're not really here.

"Who are you?!"

Me? Ohohoho....I'm the words you're reading. The emotions you are feeling. I am everything.

"What?"

Don't worry about that now.
Rohtua eht ksa
She knows exactly what I'm on about.
My stomach is full of delicious goodies but now I don't want that. I want your souls and only then, I will return your precious story. He won't remember anything. But you will. The way you remember the other stories. The haunting accidents that should have happened. My goal is 40 souls...any less, I'll stick around. Any more...I might just be generous.

What would've happened if it wasn't inky you'd have met first. What if it was a different au all-

"Shut up."

Huh? Oh~ isn't this măŕvęľőûš!! You can't simply shut me up. It's not that easy.
(Îm šô şø ăľõńě...)

"(Y/n), don't listen to them!! Keep your soul!! It's yours! It what makes you...you. if you loose that, you're no one!!"

Hey, I have an idea! How about you shut up.

[Inky can no longer reach out to you]

Now, as I was saying, let's have a look at another universe shall we! Let's visit a friend of mine.
ĢŁÎŤĆHÝ'Š WŐŔŁĐ.

Wait...somethings wrong! Þhè çœďə óf
Þhèş wœŕľď îß őff¡¡

You don't know where you are, you just woke up here. Your vision is blurry and your hearing is muffled.
"Is she alright?" You can just about hear.
"Yeah, look! She's waking up fully!" You hear another voice call. They sounded the same but yet so different...as your vision slowly regained there were two skeletons holding you up. One looked worried and wore a purple hoodie. The other looked happy and wore a red hoodie with a black stripe across it.
"W-what?" You spoke as they helped you to stand.
"Do you know your name?" The one in red asked. You nod.
"i-im (y/n)..." you speak.
"Nice to meet you, (y/n)! I'm Critical!" The one in red spoke, giving you a sweet smile.
"I'm Minor!" The one in purple told giving you a warm grin.
"Boys, who are you-" a lady's voice called and stopped. There stood a woman, slim and slender, in front of you. Long white hair flowed with her every move.
"Oh! Um, we just found her here!" Critical spoke putting you a little bit behind him in a protective manner.
"So this is who ťhĕý were talking about? Hmm....very well...come, child." She spoke in a motherly manner. Critical moved out the way and Minor nodded to you to assure you that it was safe. You followed the lady to a sort of library room. She sat you at a table and sat opposite you.
"Welcome to the forgotten realm, my dear..." she spoke again.
"Forgotten realm?" You questioned.
"It's where all forgotten creations come so that they may live on. I protect them here where they cannot be hurt." She told. You looked around and there were all sorts of creations that were the same to another but yet different.
"They call me mother glitch. Or sometimes just glitchy. I treat everyone here as if they were my own. But you weren't forgotten dear. You were sent here by a 'friend' of mine" she rolled her eyes.
"You know them?" You asked.
"Yes. But that does not particularly mean I like them. They mess with my work."

[??? Is trying to reach out to you. Mother Glitch is blocking all contact with them]

"They made a mistake sending you here." She said in a dark tone.
"Can you send me back?" You looked to her hopefully.
"I would, dear...but...they have taken over your world...I cannot create, only redesign." She said standing up and grabbing a book off the shelf. The book looked familiar.
"This is your book, no?" She asked.
"Yes, it is." She handed you the book and the words inside were either messed up or missing. All your memories, scrambled. You felt extreme rage.
"Can you help me get my world back and all?" You questioned in a much darker tone.
"If I did, I'd have to leave my children. They would be in danger of disappearing. Although, I could try and restart your world." She offered.
"Please. I just want him back..." you said meekly, holding back tears and anger.
"Do you trust me?" She asks and you take a second before nodding.
"Then let me sort this out. Can you stay with my children apon my return?" She asked again. You look to her admirably.
"Y-yes! Thank you!" You shout, hugging her. She hugs you back gently and with such care...she feels just like your mother. Once she let's go of you, she disappears....

A girly scream is heard from just behind you and you see Critical laughing, Minor storming off and someone new laying on the floor, rolling about in pain.
"Oh my jee, Freeware! PFFTAHAHAHA!!!" Critical laughed out. You approach them.
"U-um...hi?" You say awkwardly.
"Oh! Hey sweetheart! This is Freeware. He's always getting himself into trouble!" Critical explained.
"Is he okay?" You question, poking Freeware's cheek.
"Yeah, he'll be fine!" He laughed.
"Can I get some help here." Freeware spoke in a quite and high pitched voice.

[Help Freeware]

[Screw it, he'll be fine]