Gore Writing

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Uh. Heres a random story of an add on /fanfic of the Dreamtale! Shattered AU.

This part of the gore writings includes mentions of Self Harm, Murder and Suicide.

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Nightmare sat in the blank void he was still in. Dream was... gone... Nightmare sighed, looking at his hands. His bare, white hands. He stood up slowly, his body still weak and aching. He genuinely wanted everything better, even if the most horrible expirence had only lasted about ten minutes. He wanted everything back, to the beginning. To home.
What was he thinking, he wasn't getting that back anytime soon. But he had to do something. He made a fist with his hands.

Time to actually make a change.

Nightmare appeared at his castle, back to his corrupted form. The black substance covering his bones and body. He walked inside, Dust standing at the entrance doing his normal duty.

"Boss? Where have you been... it's been day-" Dust asked, before getting cut off.
"None of your buisness. I want you to gather everyone to the throne room for a meeting... it's important."
He ended up heavily coughing after, his blue eyelight fading to purple. Shaking.
"Sir-... As you wish" he nodded before walking of to do what he was instructed.

Nightmare watched him walk off, sighing. He began walking down the halls and to the stairs. Up to his personal room, which was larger than the rest. Once he walked in he didn't bother closing the door, going to a drawer and slowly opening it. This one particularly was dusty and hadn't been opened in a while. He took out a withered fabric, a long cape that seemed perfect for his height, a well tailored moon shape on the back. While he examined it, a soft knock was on the doorframe.

"Nightmare, everyone is in the throne room." Dust said lowly, staring at what he was doing. Taking note of the clothing he was holding.

"Right. Yes I'll be down in a bit." Dust nodded in response and walked off, Night putting it away and sighing. He hurried downstairs to the meeting had ordered. The meeting simply to inform them the situation. Once he got down there, he talked about Dream and how he had gone into a state similar to his. A corruption to the soul, making you quite opposite of the person you used to be.

Horror looked up, a question bugging him. He finally was able to speak up. "Boss, not to bug but... if corruption is an opposite effect, then what were you like before?" Nightmare physically flinched at the question looking to the side. "Well... do you want an honest answer?" A couple of the skeletons in the room muttered a yes.
"I don't remember, honestly. It's been too long. If you ever get the chance to see me like that, well. Hopefully it won't come to that." The room got silent after that. Night hesitated "Meeting dismissed." He stood up and exited the room.

As he left he entered his room, staring at the mirror. His gaze caught on himself. His mind had thoughts rushing back and forth. He could only think of how Dream's state was his fault.
Dust walked the halls, stopping by Night's door. Watching his boss for a moment. And watching as Nightmare changed forms, the corruption disappearing off his body.

The outfit Nightmare was wearing made him look unthreatening... A purple hoodie with a lavender sweater and white shorts. It was all soft colors, it made him look smaller too. Dust started, slightly pushing on the door to get a better look.
Nightmare's head whipped around when he heard the door, returning to the corrupted form. "Dust-! How long have you been there-"

"Uh-- just a few- seconds sir--" shit. I'm going to get caught. Dust thought.
"Then why are you stuttering...? You LIAR" He slammed Dust against the wall, pinning him.
"I- i won't tell anyone i swea..." he trailed off. "Why aren't you using your magic-- you always... wait a second..."
Nightmare glared, tightening his grip. "You're weak, thats it huh?! I never thought the Great and Powerful Nightmare could get WEAK." He laughed out, Nightmare responding by throwing Dust onto the ground. He shook his head, sighing.

He walked down the hall downstairs, something was wrong. He knew Dust had started following him again but that wasn't it. He stopped in his tracks, a confused look on his face, turning around slowly. Just as he did a scream left him.

His body was thrown into the wall, a crack from the bricks. He gasped, he knew who had done such a thing, slowly opening his eyes. His brother. His brother, corrupted just like him stood infront of him. Slowly approaching him.

"Brother! So nice to see you! Nice place... I thought it would be okay if I invited myself in!" Dream picked him up with a tendril, Nightmare only struggling, unable to use his own. "How about we go on a little trip?"

"IDIOTS--! COME HEL-" He was cut off by his mouth being covered. He tried to bite in response, Dream unfazed by it. He threw Nightmare inside a portal he had created.

Dreamtale. It was their barely standing AU. Dust in the air and very old blood stains across stones. Nightmare forced himself to stand then, his eye widened once he realirealized where he was, quickly looking for the portal out. But he could only see it to close and Dust and Horror shoved through sitting inside a barrier of yellow.

Nightmare was then pinned to the ground by Dream visions like a movie played in front of him. Dust and Horror watched, banging on the barrier. Nightmare screamed bloodly, so many visions and emotional auras flooding into him, Dream causing all this. "DO YOU REMEMBER WHAT YOU DID, BROTHER?" Nightmare didn't respond, his corruption almost starting to fade.

Nightmare laid still, now his bones a clean white. Dream frowned, "do you regret, killing our home. Our village. Our KINGDOM. OUR MOTHER!?" Dream yelled. Nightmare didn't respond, he slowly started to laugh. Soon the laughs got louder, maniacally laughing. Dream screamed "ANSWER ME"

Nightmare kicked Dream off him, standing up, his eyes back to purple. Again in his purple sweater, his legs were buckled in place, making his stance wide, looking like he could collapse in any second. He stuck out his hand to the side, a long staff appeared in his hand. He spun it before it turned to a large hooked sword. Silent, no words but small giggling escaped him.

After a few minutes of silence and Dream attempting to get up and Nightmare standing still. His eyes slowly going in the other Skeleton's direction. "...sorry you had to see me like this..." He noted, purple eyes now glaring at his brother. He walked closer to Dream, slowly bringing the sword up and slashing it down. Dream screaming in fear... but he didn't feel anything.

"Maybe I did those things... Do I regret them... sure. Its in the past. It was meant to happen." Nightmare stated lowly. He had barely missed Dream's chest, right under his arm. "And theres no going back.... you undetstand that, right?" Dream stared up at his brother. Slowly he nodded. "...I'm giving you a choice." He sighed, "Either you can join me in my rule of chaos... or... we continue fighting for centuries with your original form...."

"And if I stay like this?" Dream spoke up softly. Nightmare basically interrupting him. "I kill you." Dream looked away from that response, his corrupted body slowly faded away, the white bones showing through as heavy amounts of blood and goop left his mouth. "...there you go..." the darker prince muttered, leaning down to grab his sword. "Join me at my castle if you'd like. We'll talk there--" he coughed heavily, stepping away from Dream.

Dream nodded, the barrier around Dust and Horror disappearing. Then himself, teleporting away from the scene with the very little magic left in him. Nightmare fell to his knees, coughing. Both of the other skeletons ran over to help him, putting his arms over their shoulders and pulling him up before one of them summoned a portal and walked in. Night's body was slowly giving out, half his body covered in corruption.

When they arrived at the castle, Nightmare suddenly collapsed. The two trying to keep him up, ending up laying him down. After several tries of waking him up, they ended up taking him to one of the many bedrooms.

This will be over soon.