The Anti-void

Chapter 1

All Sans saw for miles was white and only white. It seemed as if he screamed for hours on end, only white. When he was tired he cried himself to sleep only to wake in the void again. After a while he called it the Anti-Void by the way that there was almost nothing there except for him, and only him. Sans soon lost meaning of his own name, along with his own sanity. He talked and talked until he could talk no more. He began to find the space comforting with only air touching him. Until one day or time he just cracked. He couldn't take it, having no purpose in life, to have no meaning. Then as he began to just give up, at everything, everyone, as that even existed here. No. Not in this universe at least. Suddenly as if responding to his emotions an object appeared before him. It, had, color. He responded as if it was a dangerous creature about to attack at any moment. He stepped back in a stance as if to attack if any sounds, moments came from this strange thing. He decided to observe it more closely. It was flat almost like a, a, a, mirror but no white or reflection was there. No, not a mirror, more like a window.it's edges were rough but it had to dimension to it, as if it was a rectangle the stood up it had no depth. Curiosity took hold of him, surely no matter what happened it couldn't be worse than this endless nothingness. He slowly walked until he stepped through the strange window like thing.

(Umm hi thx for reading, this is my first story I like to write and now that summer is coming up I have no school leaving me with more free time so I can work on this often along with future story's and sry if this is bad or meh or not what you were expecting but this is what is happening, I am open to suggestions and stuff so yea, this is starting to be long so bye! :) )