!@_&+tale [English]

History (1/?)

Darkness and emptiness could be seen in that gloomy and infinite place, this so-called Gallery. A boy with long jet-colored hair, white skin, intense ruby ​​red eyes, unfinished marks under his eyes and without an arm to finish, was sitting on that cold floor of the place. Its creator still had it in the process of creation, but it lacked little. He had something that he did not like or did not give a good vibe, those red irises of his eyes, they were not only beautiful ... but they were true, how to say it? Dark side. These reflected evil and his face reflected it too ... A smile from ear to ear and his face darkened sinisterly, anyone would be scared.

Suddenly, the missing part began to shine and the brands too, had finished forming, only something was missing, its well-done code, with all its data and name.

"Loading system"
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"Fully charged"

The boy reluctantly stood up and looked at himself— So Chara, huh? Nah, I prefer another name, nobody decides for me ... "He smiled as he looked at himself and then looked at a number in his code, this was zero." Null, I'll call myself Null better, Chara is the name of ... girl, "He said annoyed and then finish looking at himself and see how a small golden light appeared in the void surprising him.

Said light began to diminish making a shape of a little boy, which was particularly a skeleton. Her rarely round cheekbones gave a feeling of high tenderness and softness. Her face, full of small and beautiful yellow freckles that perfectly complemented that slight blush. His sockets were closed, he was still shining a little, his right cheekbone had a mark of a large dark gray moon. His bony hands were delicate, which were slightly covered by the dark blue sleeves of his jacket, a jacket that was apparently larger than the young man and the white hair of the hood caressed his head for breath. His dark red turtleneck covered his neck and he had gray pants with two wavy aqua stripes. Finally some small brown boots of approximately 10 kilos.

Slowly she began to wake up, her sockets opened slightly showing her beautiful and large irises, one of a mixture between a pink close to purple and a dark purple with light touches and the other was a moon in the opposite direction to that of the cheekbone, This one was light gray with dark touches. He sat down carefully, touched his head and looked around confused, he was a little scared too, since the place was in a certain way very quiet and that put tension on him.

"Hello little one," the oldest spoke, who was ten years older at that time.

"Ha-Hallo-o," she stuttered as she directed her gaze toward him. "H-What's his-name s-sir-or?"

"I'm Null, what about you skeleton boy?" Curious but with a macabre look he looked at the child.

"M-my name is S-Sans, I-I think, I-I just remember-or I-that," he said confused and startled at not being able to remember.

"Nice name ..." He caressed her skull gently and smirked, that expression gone.

- p-pffft js-jsjsjs-jsjs - He laughed slightly (...)

Years later. That skeleton had grown up and was no longer a child, he had just turned eighteen, it was a great day for him and he was clearly going to celebrate it with his dear ruby-eyed friend.