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“O ye creatures of the nethermost depths, ye demons, or Satan himself, I do summon thee forth with an offer of covenant. I seek power, and would bargain with thee!” I shouted as I raised my arms up.
The grimoire glowed slightly and the russel of leaves began to turn wildly, the loud wind roaring on the outside. The grimoire began to turn its pages aggressively and suddenly it spoke.“A mortal soul? Well, this doth prove most curious.” A man's voice says.
“I have come to strike a bargain.” I explain. “May I inquire on who it is I speak with.”
“I am called Muse. Tell me, for what cause hast thou sought mine audience” He asks.
“I seek to lengthen my days, not to claim eternal immortality, but only until the work appointed me on this earth be fulfilled. In return, I shall yield my soul unto thee.” I say.
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You watch them suggest names and argue with each other as you stand there dutifully like a newly-adopted dog. Rus sidles up close to you and looms over you like a hanging specter. His smile does not look friendly.
“How about..Snowy,” He suggests, his grin widening at the twitching grimace on your face.
How to survive a blizzard and nonconsensual teleportation to a dilapidated sci-fi basement.
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Your name is Sans Serif. Your identification card says so. Your work permit says so. Your residential assignment says so. Your brother’s dependency papers says so. The Ministry says so, and so it is true.
But when you and your brother are rudely pulled into a peaceful alternate universe at the worst possible moment, the entire foundation of your identity is put into question. You are one of several. One of possibly more. You don't trust any of this, especially not that human, yet you can't help wondering... should you even try to go home in the first place?
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An old fic I started in 2018 and decided, hey, why not revisit it in the good old '26? Machine troupe but you are a Sans, and make it an Anti-Harem.
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It’s been two years since your best friend lost his grant, and with it, the ability to keep you in his lab. Two years since you started living at his abandoned observatory, because he never answered your emails asking for permission to stay.
Two years since you asked him to play tag in the rain during that argument, and here you were, still ‘it’.
But that was all about to change the night you wished on a shooting star, following a skeleton crashing into your observatory.
You were pretty sure this wasn’t the angel you wished for, and definitely sure that angels didn’t kidnap people like you.
You just wish there was a window in the basement to see the stars.
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Or: Dust kidnaps you, but you're kinda done with everything
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The Sacrificial Skeleton and the Labyrinth of Gods by this_is_my_alt
Fandoms: Undertale (Video Game)
28 May 2026
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As a necromancer, you’re used to suspicious stares and whispers of heresy from the townsfolk. It only gets worse after you’re killed and walk Ebott Empire as an undead skeleton. When you hear rumors of a strange settlement that worships the undead, it’s too tempting to resist. The locals treat you better than you’ve ever been treated. That is, right until the moment where you’re dressed up and tied to an altar as a sacrificial bride for their skeleton gods.
Despite their advanced technology and magical prowess, you’re doubtful of their divinity. What kind of gods blush whenever they see a bit of bone?