Истории Altrverse

⋆˚｡⋆୨ ★ ୧⋆˚｡⋆ creativity; the use of imagination or original ideas to create something; inventiveness. ⋆˚｡⋆୨ ★ ୧⋆˚｡⋆ this story is a collection of my writings for the WORD OF THE WEEK server event: an ongoing, year-round server event being hosted in 'enchanted forest', the one and only starlit_roses' discord. that's me! :D the writings in this book will more than likely be multifandom, fandom tags will be added accordingly as more chapters appear. more information about the wotw event can be found in the first chapter, along with some other notes. enjoy the stories ahead!! <3 ⋆˚｡⋆୨ ★ ୧⋆˚｡⋆

Antisepticeye is now in front of a bunch of people he doesn't know that all look alike and he's panicking. He doesn't remember anything. Why he's there, where he is or who these people are or why they look so afraid of HIM. Wait, who was he again? He doesn't remember anything. Why he's there, where he is or who these people are or why they look so afraid of HIM. Wait, who was he again? He doesn't remember anything. Why he's there, where he is or who these people are or why they look so afraid of HIM. Wait, who was he again? Don't steal/repost or plagiarize My inspiration for this story is me trying to heal. My grandfather passed away a while ago due to Alzheimer's. It's a horrific disease that eats away at your mind and takes away your memories. In my grandfather's final moments, he had forgotten how to swallow food and water. He didn't know his own daughters'. His own family he spent most of his life with. A lot of the events that Anti does in this book are things my grandfather did while losing his memory. I'm just spreading awareness. Hope for a cure one day ❤️