The Multiverse is fragile. Even the slightest shift in the fabric of time, even the slightest wrinkle, could cause everything to disappear. If one universe collapses, so do many more. But as long as most of them are healthy, the Protector is alive. The Multiverse depends on Balance. But where no Balance exists, no Protector can live. Just how many universes did the anti-void take with it when it collapsed? Certainly enough, because the Protector seems to be dying. How ironic is it, that the Protector must ask the Destroyer to save the Multiverse? [note: I do NOT own the cover image, I just edited it. Kell0x owns the original image on tumblr] IF THIS IS YOUR FIRST TIME SEEING THIS FIC, SKIP TO THE END CHAPTER! YOU'LL BE ABLE TO FIND THIS FIC ON AO3 FROM NOW ON!

"I'm not, I repeat, I'm NOT going to play around with you." "It's your fault why we're stuck like this." "I can disguise as a guard! We could-" "We can't let the original suddenly die when Nightmare only saw you yesterday!" "But I don't want to roleplay as your SLAVE of all people!" "It's not like you have any choice." ---|--- "We'll get out of here, I promise." He held out his pinkie, a promise to be kept between them. Ink looked at it in surprise before he met the other's eye lights again. "...Together?" "Together." Error confirmed ---|--- Note: This Multiverse isn't the same one as the Worlds Collide. This means that the personalities and memories of the characters isn't the same from the book. The Characters doesn't belong to me except for Martial. The cover of the story came from two different artists. I do not own the cover. Enjoy!

Final battle

They both lost something...

Put them here.！XD Maybe I won't finish this comic.

Frisk will accept your pain

Other short stories

For the Crossmare anniversary uwu This is a hunger games Undertale crossover because I'm starting to run out of original ideas. --- "I-I dreamed it was m-me... M-My name was p-pulled out." "I know, I know..." He whispered, pressing the smaller's face into his chest. "But it's not real. Your name will only be in there once, they're not going to pick you." "B-But if th-they d--" "They won't Chara, they won't." He closed his eyes, gently rocking his brother in his arms. He could remember having horrible nightmares the day before the Reaping. It happened to everyone. Fear could do just about anything to someone."It won't be you, I promise." "You can't promise s-something like that..." He mumbled weakly. "Watch me." He smiled softly, pressing a kiss against Chara's forehead. The smaller tried to return the smile, but couldn't. "A-And what if you're the one picked?" Cross shook his head softly, rubbing his back. "I wont be Chara, I won't be." "Promise?" He whispered, looking up at him with watering eyes. He nodded, gently wiping the tears away with his thumbs. "I promise it won't be either of us, okay?" "You never break a promise..." "Exactly." --- uwu Cover Credit: Pea_Neko on Pintrest

In this world, when Error leaped off the edge, he took Ink with him. (Cover art and any story art is mine)

Error and Ink are two Gods, one of creation, the other of Destruction. One is a tattoo artist, happy with his life, the other works in an office, wishing he could quit his job. Due to an incident with two past Gods, Creation and Destruction are not allowed to know anything about each other. The most they are told about each other is the first letter of the other's name. Will they ever find each other? And if they do, what would the consequences be if they were to grow... very close?