For some reason, Ink, the Creator and Protector of the Sans AUs, has decided that some of the Sanses of the Multiverse should go to highschool again. Honestly, no one really liked the idea, especially the Bad Sanses, including Ink's enemy, Error. Prince Nightmare is one of the AUs that must repeat these years of treachery. He basically only finished his actual highschool, and is NOT looking forward to having to do it again. Luckily his brother, Prince Dream, will be coming along the journey beside him. But Nightmare and Dream Are polar opposites, so Nightmare can't really get along with his brother's friends, nor Dream get along with Nightmare's, if he had any. With rules to follow and secrets to keep, Nightmare must go through highschool and not let slip the terrible things that happen at home. But then suddenly the two princes disappear. There's no trace as to who might've taken them, either. The only one that doesn't seem concerned is their own father, the king. King Sun-Beam. What is he hiding underneath all of those jewels and fake smiles? A/N: There is lemon/smut. So all you innocent people out there-- don't worry! Because I warn you at every chapter, and right before it happens. I designed the cover, but did the not the amazing artwork of Nightmare Sans. So credit goes to that person for the art. :D Update!!!!: This story is being rewitten. I'm making another book that'll just be this one but a little different. Once that's posted, I'll make another "chapter" in this one, giving a link to the rewrite. Thank you to everyone who still reads or checks up on this book. <3333

Nightmare's gang always knew that their job was risky, but they never expected to actually die. Then Killer was killed. Nightmare found a replacement quickly enough, but this new Killer isn't the same as the old one, and the gang are having a hard time adjusting. Inspired by a comic by darkxsoulzyxcaliberx. Something New belongs to rahafwabas. Dusttale belongs to Ask-Dusttale. Dreamtale belongs to Joku. Horrortale belongs to Sour-Apple-Studios. Xtale and Underverse belong to Jakei. Underswap belongs to p0pcornPr1nce/the Undertale AU community. Ink!Sans belongs to Comyet. Any other characters and AUs mentioned belong to their original creators. All art by me. A huge thank you to my partner for beta-reading.

The spirits made manifest by mankind's consciousness seek nothing but tyranny and chaos, possessing humans and corrupting them into monsters. However, those with enough mental fortitude tame these spirits within them and become capable of controlling the powers of these spectral demons. In this Journal that I have salvaged, you'll follow the perspective of the blindfolded Damien Lopez, a boy (Probably) with more going on with him than what meets the eye in his struggle to reclaim the peaceful life robbed from him by the cold whims of fate and discover concepts along the way, such as 'Love', 'Friendship', 'Forgiveness' and most importantly, 'Clobbering the life out of demons'. [For the most cumbersome reading experience, listen to the official (Incomplete) soundtrack on YouTube: https://youtube.com/playlist?list=PLsKwyGCaDNZbKoHE8fAlK12bGHNxrvny6 ]

In Abby's world, there is a magical power that each person has. Well almost everybody that is. Abby is one of the few people who don't have magical powers (but can still cast simple spells). So when it seems everyone is making her life harder than it already is, Abby can't take it and commits suicide. But The Fates won't allow her to leave the earth just yet. They bring her back to life for a second chance. When this happens, you cannot die by yourself or others, only when your time would have been up before may you die. Now Abby is back and has some new things up her sleeve. Will the people who bullied her still hate her, or will they have a change of heart? Find out in my first book to ever be published, "I'm Back... Did You Miss Me?"

(TW: unaliving thoughts and memories at the beginning. It gets better over time, don't worry! Trauma is difficult to overcome...) You didn't want a second chance. You didn't want to survive. You wanted the sweet release of death. But it seemed like the universe was far too cruel to allow you even that. It took away your memories, your free will to choose whether you live or die...hell, it took the one thing in life you owned! Your own name! And now it seemed like you had to live yet another cruel life, doing things you never wanted done to others. But...at least you could do things your way. Maybe this second chance wouldn't be so bad... (Reincarnated as Nightmare Sans, but unlike other stories, you have no clue what Undertale even is) (WE REACHED NUMBER 1 IN THE UNDERTALE TAG YOOOOOOOO) (9/13/25)

In a world where magical creatures and humans intermix, there are two types of magic and two types of people. Dark magic and light magic. Good people and evil people. Our main character is going to learn that your powers do not define who you are as a person. Arion Griffin lives in a society where people with light magic are 'good' and people with dark magic are 'bad'. He comes from a long line of dark magic. Unfortunately, this causes many problems for his social life since his family's reputation precedes him and makes it so no one will talk with him. He is worried it will make his greatest fear come true. He is terrified he is on the path to becoming evil like his parents. Then, one day at school he gets an invitation from Cassiopeia's School for the Gifted. Sure he's heard of it, but only in rumors. The school is just for magical creatures to learn more about themselves and their history. It was made over three hundred years ago and still run by a fairy named Cassiopea and her daughter Cassia. Arion is excited to go because his parents refuse to teach him anything about other magical creatures other than dark magic. They believe it is irrelevant for him to know because they think he will take over the world one day. And why should a leader know anything about his subjects? Arion convinces his parents that if he goes to the school he can do recon on the other magical people so he can learn about them and make it easier for him to take over. With no friends, no siblings, and a very negative outlook on life, he heads to Cassiopeia's School for the Gifted. He makes friends and learns that just because he has dark magic, doesn't mean he is evil. *Idk if this is actually a good story but I had a lot of fun writing it! :) *This story has been edited

You died creating worlds that could never live. Now you've been reborn inside one that refuses to die without you. After his death on Earth, Aric Vale, a game designer obsessed with control, awakens in Daevara-a fractured city that feeds on human emotion. Here, the only power is pain: Spirit Warriors consume fear and sorrow to protect the living from the ghosts that built them. But when Aric's dormant code begins rewriting reality itself, he becomes both architect and anomaly. Guided by his sentient AI Kairos and haunted by the mysterious woman Eira, who may be part of his own creation, Aric learns to harvest emotions, shape simulations, and forge myths that bleed into truth. As the Council of Daevara closes in, terrified of what he's becoming, Aric must decide whether to rebuild this world-or burn it clean. In a realm where belief can kill, fear is currency, and love is a glitch in the system, one creator stands on the edge of godhood-and madness. What happens when the architect of nightmares starts dreaming again?

Killer is a sans, and so is the rest of his crew. They call themselves "The Bad Sanses." They've all had one goal at some point in time, revenge. However, Killer is a unique specimen. He is an emotionless being. He feels nothing and nothing only. No remorse. No happiness. No mercy. All he knows is "kill," and that's how it's been for long time. However, one day he comes across a new particular type of Sans. A very colorful one. He feels something he hasn't felt for years. Freedom. Once Nightmare finds out, it's not pretty. Killer was his most loyal worker. So he decided he had to end this "friendship." The question Killer asks is, why? "Why do you need me to feel nothing? Why do you want me to be a part of your crew? You always tell me how useless I am. If I'm so useless, why do you need me?" Nightmare couldn't give him an answer. But, maybe, for once in his life, Nightmare feels something for only Killer that isn't so negative. 🎨COVER ART🎨 COVER ART WAS NOT CREATED BY ME, I REPEAT, NOT CREATED BY ME ART WAS CREATED BY pecil(BB) or @mm_loves_pencil ON TWITTER SUPER FREAKING TALENTED CHECK IT OUT!!!! ⚠️Warning⚠️ This fanfic is a little toxic. I tried making everything as canon possible, which is why I'm putting this warning. However, after writing this entire story, I realize some things are more fanon than canon. Nonetheless, serious angst goes down in the fanfic, so be warned. Contains: Heavy language Sensitive topics (such as abuse, trauma, and depression) Angst Smut (maybe, I'm still deciding) Graphic scenes containing gore -if any of the following bother you, I highly suggest not reading this fanfic- |you have been warned, so don't come at me if you don't like it| I promise it all ends on a good note. I can't personally stand depressing endings. So don't worry. But hey, enjoy your overdose on Killermare. 🤷♀️

By 2030, magic had claimed dominion over the world. Amid the chaos rose one titan - Ellard, the Mighty Overlord, humanity's fiercest conqueror and harbinger of destruction. His name was etched in blood and fire across countless battlefields, his power unrivaled, his wrath unstoppable. But power breeds enemies. The goddess of death, consumed by fear of his unwavering bond with the goddess of vitality, wove a deadly trap-condemning Ellard to eternal oblivion, a sleep beyond death. Yet death itself could not claim him. As his soul teetered on the abyss, the goddess of vitality shattered fate's chains, resurrecting him in a blaze of defiance. A thousand years later, Ellard rises again-reborn within the fragile shell of a nine-year-old boy, a fallen noble crushed beneath the weight of assassination and disgrace. The world thought the Overlord was dead. They were wrong. The storm of vengeance and power has returned - and it will consume everything in its path. _____ (A/N: If you notice any errors or broken contexts while reading, please let me know. I'll go back and make the necessary corrections.)

Y/N was a human from a brand new AU...which was practically nothing. They were eventually rescued by the Star Sanses...only to be taken prisoner by the Bad Sanses. What will happen? How would they escape...if they willingly want to? This story was originally posted on Quotev! It will always be updated first there, then here. #1 in #sanses 7/1/21 #1 in #badsanses 10/25/21 #3 in #errorsans 5/9/22 #4 in #inksans 5/9/22 #1 in #killersans 6/15/22