"Psychotic tendencies..." As a child, Y/n L/n had a good life. She was always complimented for her h/c hair and e/c eyes. She had a loving little sister and a caring mom and good friends. So, if she had the perfect life, why did she throw herself into Mt. Ebott? When Y/n awoke in the Underground she immediately noticed how much nicer the monster's are. They all brought a smile to her face and she felt at home. Toriel was always a mom to her, Sans and Papyrus were brother's, and Frisk was her best friend. She couldn't have ever wanted more. So, why did she kill all of them? Her and Chara had killed everyone more times than countable together. Chara was happy they found someone they could connect with, and Y/n was happy someone accepted the fact that she was a killer. They got along perfectly, the best of friends! Murders, of course, but still best friends. And they were always just friends. Right?

Orphaned. Left alone, the definition of it. Like a fantasy, or a dream, saved by a being willing enough to take you under their wing and keep you safe. With secrets to be shared, stories to be told, the months pass by as you trade your lives. Given warmth, Given care, Given love. But so insignificant is your life compared to what lies beyond, what is going outside of the safety and comfort of what you thought to be a normal life. What tall tales lie underneath the happiness you found. ((I wrote this when I was twelve, please stop readInG IT-))

free·dom (ˈfrēdəm) noun the power or right to act, speak, or think as one wants without hindrance or restraint. Freedom. It's a luxury that few can afford, not after the Great War that ravaged the multiverse and brought entire armies to its knees, eradicating any opposition or those that dare oppose. They call themselves the Shadow, the Dark Brotherhood, they go by many names. A group of mysterious unnamed figureheads govern the multiverse without mercy, sowing terror wherever they please. Ink, the known guardian and protector of the multiverse, has been eradicated from memory and presumed dead. And it's what you believe, a small, unimportant person tucked away in an unimportant universe with an unimportant name. There is no hope, only chaos and suffering flourish in this new age. But when a mysterious message plagues your dreams, a small beacon of hope emerges. You embark on a journey and leave everything you've ever known or loved behind, not that there was much, anyway. Sought at every twist and turn, your once-quiet life evolves into one much more dangerous, and it soon becomes obvious that there are greater forces at work. But the message in your dreams never ceases and there's one thing that you're certain. Ink is alive, and they will stop at nothing to make sure the hope dies with you.