Possession - A story of the multiverses colliding

Prolouge - stars

Somewhere in the multiverse, there lays a place. This universe is called dream tale and inside this lonely, broken world a small skeleton sat and watched the stars from his windowsill.

The little skeleton didn't seem like it, but he owned one of the strongest souls in the multiverse, this skeleton had so much thrown at him yet he kept going no matter what was shoved in his way.

The little skeleton sighed and turned away from the window, watching the stars reminded him of the time he used to spend with his brother underneath a tree watching the very same stars.

Oh how the little skeleton wished, he wished he could SAVE his brother, restore the balance, maybe even find love and happiness somewhere.

'I better get to work, I need to make sure at least SOME people have a nice sleep.' The little skeleton tucked himself in to bed and with determination blazing in his eye sockets silently, he shut his eyes and drifted into the dreamscape
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As the little skeleton opened his eyes into his realm of sleep he immediately noticed something strange. His job was already complete. There were plenty of people having dreams, millions in fact, usually he only managed to help a few thousand each night. Who could have done this so soon?

"I was wondering when you would enter the dreamscape." The little skeleton whipped his head around and found another, he looked similar to himself except there were some differences, the biggest being the golden wings adorning his back.

"Wh- who are you?" The little skeleton trembled as he spoke, the winged one looked dangerous. And that made the little skeleton scared.

"Knowing my name is not important, all you need to know is that I'm here to help you with your brother." The winged one replied, his voice was calm, icy calm.

" Wh- what, w-what d-do you me- mean?" The little skeleton stammered.

'Ugh he's so pathetic, however he will have to do' The winged one grumbled in his mind.

However, the winged one held out his hand towards the little skeleton. "I'll help you deal with your brother, I just need your soul- don't worry! It won't hurt" he said warmly, however there was no true kindness. He knew exactly what he wanted to do.

"O- okay" The little skeleton replied and took the hand.

It was done and the little skeleton awoke from his slumber. However something had changed.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk how gullible are you?!" The little skeleton grinned as he stretched and shook out his shimmering golden wings.

"Done worry dream, I'll make sure to make your brothers death quick, or at least... quick enough"

With that, the winged one took off. Searching to find the weapon he knew would never fail at killing the king of negativity.