Finished. If you love corrupted Nightmare Sans, this is the book for you! Also...I didn't make Nightmare Sans! Cover art not mine!

Ever since you were young you would go to the tree that held the black and gold apples. You would never get close enough to touch it and neither would your friends. After all with all of the rumors that went around about how if people got to close to the tree they would disappear with out a trace. But as you got older your fear of it grew less and less until you would find yourself sitting under the tree on your days off to do random things like homework or reading. Heck you even fell asleep under It a few times. But as time goes on you begin to feel as if your being watched more and more along with a increase of you having nightmares as you sleep. I don't own the art that I will be using in this story. Nor did I make or help make undertale or dreamtale.

Nightmare Sans x Female Reader, corrupted Nightmare

A very special girl with special powers unknown always had nightmares but she is fine with them but what she is not fine with is how everyone bullies her and her dad always beats her join her on her adventure once she finds the magical tree from her dream

It's your first day and you had a black eye because of you dad. You where nerves for school because you where going to Underhigh. And you love sciance but what if that all changes when you meat the teacher of your dreams. I do not cuss and NO LEMMIN. *drink lemonade* dont get ideas. And also has appeasement so sorry Cover not mine. Art is not mine unless I say so. ON HOLD

you are once a normal girl who loves to play with your friends and you always enjoyed them until your friends decided to back stabbed you and your only true friend comitted suicide your parents abandon you. And you are the only one who is living in the house your already 16 years old about to become 17 and sometimes you always dreamed about two skeletons and you made them as your friend even tho they're just your imagination while you were sleeping you always saw a tree that is unique and you somehow loved to stay under it but whenever you're dreaming you felt it like it was real but a few days ago you can't dream your two friends and the tree it made you feel a bit worried.... many years later you forgot them you didn't know them you can't remember anyone or anything. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Yay another story made by the great and terrirble Ruoqa or ink_rose hope ya like my book again also nighty is still my senpai I am just making this because I am bored or should I say this book will entertain me so I made this but again I hope that you enjoyed it.

Because I wanna make it and I'm bored of making real stories, thank you Nightmare Sans AKA (IHateTheStarSanses94) thank you so much ;-; Oh and btw please at all cost kill Nightmare Sans AKA (IHateTheStarSanses94) please? And if your back here Nightmare........Do NOT MAKE ANNOYING COMMENTS! GEEZ MY DUDE

You are a young girl who hasn't always been treated correctly but you don't let that get you down you have friends but your family is quite abusive towards you. You have this special tree to sit by every single day because of it's beauty. One half is dark and negative with black apples and the other is brighy and positive with golden apples. You meet someone in your Nightmare and you start to take a curious look toward them but the only problem they are curious of you too Please enjoy the book, The art up above does NOT belong to me. Thank You

You are an odd person, you don't really remember your own backstory Weird right? Well you begin to see an odd figure in your nightmares. You shrug it off at first but as they say SOME NIGHTMARES ARE MORE REAL THAN OTHERS

You are an emotopath meaning you can feel emotions and a very strong one at that so felt more than emotions. Your parents were horrible to you and the students at school were no better. At the beginning and end of every day you would go to the tree, 'your' tree. Sitting in it not knowing someone else was there, and like the song goes you might end up k-i-s-s-i-n-g.