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  • Updates On NovaTale by Captain_Backfire
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    Anyone still with me and reading NovaTale, please read for updates on what's going on and when the story will be updated. ^^
  • Newest Update on NovaTale  by Captain_Backfire
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    For anyone looking for closure
  • Us!Chara's Life (Made up) by Wolfie857
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    Us!Chara met Nova!Asriel when she was lonely and shy at the time. He teleported to Undertale AU and she met another person named Etzie. A few years later, a Skeleton named PaperJam, saw Chara and Chara saw Pj and they both fell in love. But Frisk took control of her a few days later. She was killing monsters and snowdin was filled with nothing but dust, houses, and snow. Will she be saved? What will happen?
  • Switched (NovaSans And KSans) by darkascold
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    KSanz: Where was he? He didn't know but the smell of metallic blood has vanished, he also noticed that the snow wasn't dirty or bloody but yet clean. He felt uneasy as his boots hit the ground. Unknowingly he walked as he see save stars floating. He continued to walk into snowdin, the town seem happier and not insane. He didn't see anyone selling drugs or fights near the bar. He stuffed his hands in his bloody black jacket. He felt uneasy, shifting his weight. A pulled up his bandage a little higher then usual. He felt uncomfortable, he waited; for what? The voices in his head. They were gone, his eyes went wide. He clawed at his head, until he knows that he is gone. He waited. He couldn't hear them. His smile grew in size. Finally peace. NovaSans: He stood in his room but it didn't feel like it was. The wall paper was ripped, and the area was clean. Knives and weapons hung on the walls. He stepped out while he stuffed his hands in his pockets. He didn't own any weapons. When he hit the rail behind him he turned to see the area filled with punctured walls and torn paper. The photos were faced down, as he lift one up he noticed it was Papyrus and some other Sans. This one seem to be more up tight. A serious one. He worn black, black ripped jeans and boots. His clothes were stained with ash and blood. He placed it back down. As he did someone walked in. It was Papyrus.