#no beta read
Undertale Au [not namend yet]
A big open black space, its seems there is nogthing just void like surrounding with no sound, no birds a sining, no sun thats shinning just pure blackness.
but if you look closer to the surrounding there was a tiny gold white spot and if you go closer this spot formend to big manson standing on white gold grads with small river on side, were the golden water fall to the never ending pit of darkness vanishing for good.
a plopping sound with sizzeling sound of magic and a skeleton fellar land on the soft golden grass, one eye had a pocket clock in, the tiny clock arms worked like a iris pointing were he was looking, the other eye was normal hole with teal gold light bulb. smilling he walked to manson and open the door. inside were tausend of hundereds of clocks, the skeleton himself had few on him with brown teal clothes on and a captain had written with name time. Time was sometimes bit lazy but allways on time. “would be shame miss out the timeline” he sniggered walking more inside were loud groan disturbed the Silence “SANS DONT YOU DARE DO PUNS IN THIS HOUSE SOUL IS CREATING SOULS AND DONT NEED HEAR YOUR ARFULE JOKES!” a large skeleton with brown working apron and two poket clocks dangling on side came in, he wore gold bronze armor and on his back was a large green bone “But pap, you like them you allways smile so wide. i work really hard to the bone for them” papyrus groaned and went back to his work sorting porionts.
a bell light lough entered the room. Soul human looking boy looked at sans softly “Time don’t tease pap so hard you know you bring him otherwise into the grave and i would get bonley when you go jumping through time to work yourself down to the bone to fix time holes” Sans grinned sniggering and soul chuclel, while papy complained in the other room about the arfule puns.
Soul had middle long white golden hair blue grey eyes and white golden cloting on. his soul itself was green gold kindess followed with caring, fitting for the soul weaver, soul walked back to his working room, sitting dpwn on his chair grabbing his tools and working on his newest procjet.
sans followed him looking at the soul “don’t but to much determation in, the last two were way to powerfule kiddo” soul hummend in nodding not doing more of those “did you find more time holes? you told me there were arfully alot” sans scratch his head “…ye..to many and to big hard to fix got tired and wanted see my bro and what you up to kid, have watch ya working not do mistakes again with ya clumsy hands” soul sighed “yeah way to often, makimg souls is hard work fragile work but there so many dust soul dust coming back, wonder why” you sighed worriedly why and what was happening and Sans agreed. mabey he needs to visit a old friend of his or look a bit arround into other dimensions to answer souls questions but in same time the kid needs protection as his brother to contiune his work as his to fix those holes that brings bit of chaos.
