The Traveller

Chapter Seven: Cycle of a curse

He was born knowing that he would die.

It was written in his code.

Into his very soul.

Born to die.

He had a soulmate out there, one that he would never be able to claim...

His end would just drift closer if he did.

What a bitter thing..

Knowing at the instant of birth, that the one you were meant to be with, could never be more then a friend.

His soulmate was there.

Perfect in every way.

And so, Palette friend zoned himself so he could stay at Goth's side.

Death still came too early for him.

He woke up screaming, as he was reborn.

Dream smiled at their newborn child.

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Birth

Death

Rebirth...

An endless cycle of being reborn as himself.

Every rebirth was in a new Multiverse.

Some were horrible.

Some made him want to cry at their beauty. S

ome made him numb.

Then.. there was the Gothless Multiverses, that made him feel numb.

This....

This was the latest Multiverse.

He was happy to see Goth.

Goth, who was always his Soulmate.

Yet, he felt broken.

Everything would always end the same, with him dying, leaving Goth alone.

He... just couldn't do this again.

Why did he have this curse?

And thus, he finally fell into the pit of depression.

Goth would have none of that.

He was dragged, kicking and screaming, out of his depression.

Literally.

'I will stay by his side, till the end.' Palette thought sadly, he wondered what Goth would look like when he was older, as he always died before he hit the skeleton version of puberty.

Then, the Multiverse took a left instead of a right, and it died instead.

Choices were made.

And two became one in body.

When they opened there eyes, he cried, the curse.. it was gone.

And even though all was lost, Palette for once, was Happy.

He got his happy ending, to stay with Goth forever...

Now... they just had to find a new home.