Destroyer, evil, abomination, freak. These are my names. I have a lot of them, most of them aren't that good. I don't really care, because I know they're true. As much as I would prefer to have gotten the better job, here I am destroying yet another universe.

That's when I met him. His eyes were blue, along with his scarf, pants, and boots. He looked so out of place, he looked so small. He was the first one I met in this universe, and I couldn't kill him. He looked too much like him. Like my brother.

That's when he asks me a question, "Are you okay?" His voice was one of someone with energy, one of someone who was kind and caring. I recognize that tone anywhere. "No." I answer honestly. I wasn't okay. I wouldn't be okay. This one little Sans was all it took for the memories to come flooding back.

"How can I help you?" The Sans asks. He seemed to be like Papyrus. I'm assuming he also likes stories then. Maybe he'd let me tell mine. "You like stories, right?" I ask. The Sans's eyes turn into stars, just like his would change based on his emotions. He nods happily. He was pretty cute, I had to admit.

"I'd like it if I told you one. Do you have time for it?" I ask. If this Sans was like Papyrus as I presumed he was, he'd want to be on guard for a human. Yet, the Sans shook his head. "If it means helping someone, I'm always available!" The Sans says. I chuckle a little. He was too nice for his own good. I knew I would have to skip this universe. I couldn't hurt him like that.

I sit down in the snow by a tree, looking at the white. It looks like my home, like the anti-void. I motion for the Sans to sit next to me. He happily does so, a bounce in his step. He was somehow more energetic than him.

"It all started long ago..."

END OF CHAPTER ONE