It's Always Us

Prolouge

(AN: The picture took me 5 hours and 21 seconds exactly.)

It was a peaceful day in the multiverse. Demise and Birth were hanging out, have just finishing their jobs for the day. Demise leaned up against the tree, her needles clicking as she knitted. She was half knitting, half listening to her yang ramble on about his adventures.

"Did you remember to do your job today with all of this going on? That badge of life isn't for decoration, you know." Demise chuckled quietly.

"I did! Putting SOULs in newborn people and planning their lives are boring though. They don't even always follow what I have planned." Birth insisted.

"I bet it's less boring than reaping souls. Besides, aren't the adventures you rave about plans you made for this nine out of ten times?" Demise hummed, finishing the scarf.

"At least people see your flashy style while you reap souls." Birth argued playfully, deciding to climb in the tree that his yin was leaning on.

"People see your flashiness when you go on these adventures. Even if you should be working." Demise countered, muttering the last sentence.

"I'm flashy? Look at you! Not only do you always have that scythe out with you, your badge is the only one with wings." Birth teased, gesturing to the red, white, and black weapon on the ground beside the goddess of death.

"I chose the death's badge design like you chose the life's badge design. You had the chance to make it however you desired. Besides, I don't wear a blinding cape." Demise grinned.

"You should. It'd match the rest of your style." Birth laughed.

Demise giggled along. They both stopped when the world they saw was being covered in white squares. Birth summoned his sword while Demise grabbed her scythe. The keepers of Life and Death got into a fighting position, prepared to attack their unknown rival.

They arrived in a blinding white room, to the point where Birth's cape almost blended in perfectly. An entity was standing before the two beings, one we knew all too well. Fate stood there. The god and goddess aimed their weapons towards the deity.

"What have you done?!" Demise demanded.

"I reseted your world." Fate explained with a giggle.

"What!? Do you know what you've done!? All those memories, songs found and made, you caused them to be gone forever!" Birth exclaimed.

"I forgot this multiverse was a DanceVerse." Fate groaned before smiling at the two lower ranked beings.

"That is beside the point though. I have a deal for you two. Birth, you'll fill this multiverse up with AU's, originals and copies, and Demise you will destroy the copies, besides UnderTale of course. When an AU is being destroyed and your in the same AU, you will fight. If you don't do these things, you'll be harmed." Fate suggested, already bringing out her strings.

'...We won't have a choice anyways, will we? ... But maybe...' Demise thought to herself.

'We-" Birth began to snarl before being cut off by his yin.

"We agree." Demise said swiftly.

"Perfect." Fate purred, wrapping the god and goddess into her strings. "By the way, there will be some... side effects... in a few days. Goodbye~." Fate informed before disappearing.

"Why did you agree?! Are you on her side?!" Birth demanded of the other, hate overpowering rationality.

"Birth, I can explain-" Demise tried before flinching from the slap she received.

"Save it. It'll be an excuse." Birth growled before teleporting away.

"Birth..." Demise whispered before accepting defeat. She sat on the floor, holding her scythe.

A few days later, 'she' was now a black boned 'he'. The side effect Fate mentioned was female pronouns being taken away.

The next day, the song and dance began.

Years passed. The two gods didn't involve anyone. If Fate could just reset the world, then it'd be better to not get attached.

Eons passed. This is where our story continues.