Fιɠԋƚ Bαƈƙ Tԋҽ Nιɠԋƚɱαɾҽ: Chapter 1

🦴 :skull: ℕ𝕠𝕚𝕣𝕖 :skull: 🦴 04/06/21

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Table of Contents

•The Story

•General Information/Author Proof

•Credits for Images and AUs used.

Chapter 1: Broken Bonds

Somewhere deep in the multiverse, a brawl had broken out. It was dark, and a large cloud of smoke had risen. The two people in question were Dream, and his brother Nightmare. Dream, a harbinger of all things nice. Hope, peace, tranquillity, and all things to keep the balance. His brother, however, was the polar opposite. A being hellbent on feeding off of all the negative aspects of life. Negative actions and feelings fueled this beast, so with the two just fighting he was getting stronger.

As the smoke cleared, the nightmarish beast had wrapped Dream up in its tentacles. They both had one goal, here and now they were trying to end it all. As if Yin and Yang themselves were battling it out, the balance was being broken with this long lasting battle. The golden hero had freed their arms from the tentacles grasp, a bow in hand. He effortlessly fired down onto the tentacles, severing them, and being dropped to the ground. "I can do this all day, brother, your negative emotions have no power over me!" The skeleton of hope said, feeling as if nothing in the world could take his positivity away.

The nightmarish beasts tentacles were having trouble regrowing, something that wasn't usually a problem. Out of the six it was using, it was now only down to two, a pained and angered expression on their face. Which quickly turned into a smile. "Any being of hope can be corrupted... brother... but you are blind to that." His voice was rasp, and had a slight echo. It called him brother, yet was far from it. The nightmare was a monster, not the brother Dream had come to care for so deeply.

With those words, the last two tentacles came spiraling at Dream, another quick draw of the bow, taking hold of an arrow that seemed different to him in the split second of aiming, but thought nothing and fired at the beast. Right in the chest, that was going to leave a mark... A mark, that was quite peculiar indeed. Nightmares tentacles retracted as he stood there, his hands holding out against the area the arrow had hit. The black food had morphed away from it, showing just a normal piece of fabric underneath. This strange arrow had slightly uncorrupted the beast, and that was a strange feat of its own. The two stood there, confused, the emotion here was no longer positive... nor was it negative. It was as if their emotions had balanced out here at this point.

The monster of slime had vanished, and Dream reached out, as he was about to try and call for him. But he knew such efforts would be in vein, he had won this fight. The war was long from over though, his bow morphed into a pole, and then shrunk into thin air. What had just happened there? Even Dream was confused on this matter. His arrows never had an effect on him like that before, what was with that one that made it so special?

"There's... there's gotta be an explanation, there has to be something! I can bring my brother back, I know this now but... but how?" He needed to calm down, and he started to breathe deeply to help with that. He teleported out of the dark barren wasteland, and back into a place that had a lot more life. He was in an AUs pacifist timeline, on the surface, sitting down on a mountain looking up towards the sun. It was all about the little things, and if he kept positive surely he could find out truly how to save his brother.

But, he knew he couldn't do it alone. He would need some help of some kind, and answers. But, where would he get this all from? How would he find someone who knew his power better than himself? The possibilities were endless, theoretically of course. Still, he had to do something quickly, but he needed to pull himself together.

The balance those two had felt there, it wasn't a good thing. At least for both of them respectfully, Dream was filled with negative feeling, and Nightmare was filled with positive. For the first time in awhile the two had felt the others sorrows, burdens, and guilts. They were not meant to share these emotions. It was a matter of one strictly being positive, and the other being strictly negative. But the balance they had both felt there, and knocked that system out of normalcy.

The skeleton walked down from the hill, and into the city, monsters had already made there way to the surface in this AU, so it seemed like no problem for him to walk around and enjoy the view. Seeing humanity and monsters work together was filling that void, positive feeling flooding back into his skeletal body. The city bustling, people enjoying themselves. It was nice, Dream was at peace here.

Still, he couldn't shake that feeling that something was... off.

*Somewhere else in the multiverse....

PAIN, and lots of it. Nightmare looked down at his chest, the goop struggling to form around the area he was hit at. The beast grabbed onto the arrow, and ripped it out. The thing was hot to the touched, and seared away at his goopy outsides. A slight cough, and a raspy gasp for air escaped from him. He was defeated, for now, but what exactly just happened?

He had been forced to everything before he arrived here, all thanks to that stupid arrow. The damn tree, and his foolishness to try and be like his brother. It made him sick, how he had been tormented so much in the past, and just like that he had almost been struck down. He needed to regenerate power, and he chose the right place to do that.

He was in Snowdin Town, at least a version of it. The town was silent, dust filled the air. A genocide route of some sort, it wasn't the most negative place he could be, but it would do for now. He needed to lay low anyways, as being too out and about would cause him to be found again.

Still, he wondered the truth of what happened. How did Dream do that? Was it a heat of the moment unlocked power of sorts, or was it something the other skeleton didn't understand? He coughed again, he needed time, and thinking about something so foolish wouldn't help him here.

These two brothers, locked in a state of conflict for all eternity, a battle that seemed only a little while ago to have no reasonable ending... But there was hope, one side could win this battle for sure. Whether Nightmare smites the hope filled skeleton, or if Dream can free is brother from his goopy imprisonment. There is an end to the madness, there is a way to strike the nightmare down.

General Information/Author Proof.

Hey everyone! I hope you all enjoyed this new story I am working on, I honestly have no idea how long I wanna make it, but I do like the story I have built up for it so far. I honestly can't wait to see how it all unfolds, as I only have a few pinpoint plot ideas. Still, we will see how it all plays out up until then! Here's some general information, and proof of the stories creation.

Word Count: 1,159

Character Count: 6,313

Paragraph Count: 14

Amount of Breaks: 2

Time Taken: Over a span of two days 3 hours and 30 minutes

Times I felt like my fingers were about to explode: 1

Proof Images

Credits for Images and AUs used.

The art used for the header image of this story was made by NanoBanana on Deviant Art, please go check out all of their works as they make lovely content.

The AU of Dreamtale which this story is based off of is own by Jokublog on tumblr, and this story is in no way canon to the original works at all. Please go check out the original story to the creator of these lovely characters