Sooo I Wanted To Do Some Bungo Stray Dogs Stuff Here, So I'm Starting With Twitter Tweets Using A Generator

Used @mewtwoandme bases for my own mewtwos! I had to edit the bases to make them fit of course, but these are the mewtwos from my AU where they made different typed versions! But that's not all, I also made the second "batch" from my to-be 3 part AU with different stories and different mewtwos set within the same universe!

This lil batch is from the second group. A shiny mew and their 3 babies. Shiny mew was captured and experimented on with their first child, whilst carrying two more. Shiny mew themself had their two babies genetically altered to see the difference between using their already born baby to change or genetically altering the developing babies. Whilst the first baby was used and turned into what became shiny mewtwo, the other two developed with genetic alterations which made them into not quite mew yet not quite mewtwos for when they were born!

I'll probably be posting about the 3rd batch sometime soon with what I think is my favorite story. Thank you mewtwoandme for the awesome bases you made, love the detail of your style!

The Legend of the DreamVerse : Part Three - “Error and Ink”

Many things are going on in our story, from the beginning of Dreamtale and its corruption, to the creation of a new guardian and their purpose. Now at the time those things are happening, are the creations of two new beings. The gods of creation and destruction.

We start with Ink, or how we call him, Acrylink. He's different than you'd normally expect. He sat alone in his world, a nearly finished piece. He lived with only his brother, the two of them both with their own souls.

Everything was going swell for the two of them. Acrylink was sitting in a small patch of grass, just outside the house he had. It was the only place with color to this nearly empty world. He wished there was something new, but their creator wasn't doing their job. Atleast they had given him someone so he wouldn't be alone.

He sighed, looking to the ground with a crestfallen expression. It was quiet. The only problem he really had with all this was the night terrors his brother was tortured with. He'd suddenly wake up screaming in the middle of the night, or what they called night.

He was disturbed from his silence as he heard screams from the house. He ran inside to his brother's room to help him. He stopped dead in his tracks as he saw what seemed like a black monster hovering over his brother. In a scared tone of voice, he spoke. "Wh-What are you?!"

The creature snapped their head towards Acrylink. They wore a white mask with a creepy face painted on. The only thing out of the two holes for eyes he could see was a single eyelight.

He shakily took a step back from the creature, glancing to his brother. The monster seemed to notice, stabbing a tentacle through his brother, killing him.

Acrylink shrieked in terror. His brother was dead, he didn't know what to do. He turned and ran away, as fast as he possibly could. It was no use as the creature appeared, stabbing him through the back. The tentacle withdrew itself and with a sinister laugh, the creature was gone.

Acrylink dropped to the ground, shaking and sobbing. He was going to die here. He failed his brother and now he was going to pay for it. A sudden bright light appeared, colors pouring out. His soul was cracking, a hole clearly shown right through it. It was washed over with colors, the hole soon closing. He felt himself slip away from consciousness, everything fading to black.

After what would seem to him like only a few minutes was actually a few hours. He sat up, rubbing his head. He looked around, wondering what this strange place was. It was a completely blank world, stretching out endlessly. He didn't know where he was, but it might not be good.

He stood up, glancing down at his chest and holding his hand to it. "What-?" He asked himself, pulling out his soul to see. Where the hole had been was now closed off with an array of colors. It seemed to be dripping, which it was. He knew that when he saw the color drip to the ground as ink. Where the paint dripped out, it was replaced by the same colors once again. It was strange to say the least.

He began walking off, unaware of what to do or if this place was dangerous. He didn't know, but he'd have to find out himself. He looked around as he walked. Nothing but white.

Farther off in the distance was Error, known here as Erratum. This was his home and he had been here for a few years when he was created, which was a year before Acrylink. Of course he didn't know that. He noticed a disturbance in there, going to it.

He appeared behind the other, wondering how they got there. He walked toward them, and it was obvious they heard his footsteps as they turned around. "Wh-Who are you?" Acrylink said as he turned around to face him. He backed away, wondering who this was and why they were like the way they were.

Erratum had become glitched from being in there so long. That was besides the point at the moment. He didn't know if he should tell, but he didn't see a reason not to. "Erratum.. The destroyer of the sleep realm, or atleast what's in it.." He spoke with a glitched voice.

Acrylink was confused. He pondered for a moment, wondering what he meant by that. After thinking it through, the only conclusion he could come up with was that he meant dreams and nightmares. "What? Why? They're important to others!" He didn't know where it came from, but he thought it just felt right. Why was he getting so defense about this?

Erratum laughed, bringing his hands to the purplish-blue marks on his face. "Because they shouldn't be here. They're just the figments of your imagination to make you feel happy or scared." He stopped to look at him, grinning. "What's your name?" He'd ask.

Acrylink was hesitant to answer. He took a step back, weary of what he'd do. "Acrylink.. Why?" He asked with confusion, wondering why he was asking. Well, there were other reasons, but he wasn't thinking of those.

Erratum let out a sinister laugh. "Because I'd like to remember the name of my next victim." He snapped his hands back, strings extending from the marks to his fingertips. They shot at him, fast like a bullet.

Acrylink turned around and ran in an attempt to get away. Was this it? He closed his eyes tightly, inhaling calmly. Sudden thoughts of what he could do rushed to his head. He stopped abruptly and spun on his heels to face him. He opened them, jumping up high. A jump boost he didn't know he had.

He smiled as he looked down at the strings. He snapped his fingers and a brush appeared. He grasped it tightly and spun, slashing the strings and cutting them.

Erratum froze and watched in disbelief. He growled in frustration, blasters appearing. Acrylink landed on the ground nearly, gaining an attack stance. He jumped up and slashed the blasters, destroying them. "Gonna have to try harder than that.." He said, landing neatly on the ground. He regained his neat posture with a smile. "Now I'd really like to stay, but I do have to go. I'll see you next time!" He yelled and then he was gone.

Erratum growled, stomping his foot. "Oh I will see you soon." A new person to stop him, and a new enemy.

Acrylink had landed in a darker place, the only light coming from the moon and the stars dotting the sky around it. He looked up with a smile. He felt the colors of ink drip from his soul again. He was becoming aware of what things were, as they suddenly filled his head. Thoughts of what new powers he had.

He painted vials and a sash, putting them around his waist. He took out some of the vials, collecting the different colored paints that dripped out. It was temporary, but it would work. He put the vials back in the sash after the colors had stopped dripping down.

He looked back up to the stars, a smile on his face. "I'll see you in our next battle... I'll see you soon, Erratum."

Fic Excerpt - The Bloody Puppet

Read full fic on AO3 (here)

He doesn't remember when everything begins to blur together. The scarlet moon hangs above in all its radiance, lighting up everything it's light touches in a red hue. It's bright, both from the headache it induces and the crimson seeping into his clothes that it lights up and enhances the color. It is bright in contrast to his fair skin that it stains as well. The blood of a vampire ignites in bright valor and color underneath the bright red moon. The crimson seeps into everything it touches; clothing and skin, stained in the ichor that touches his face and slips into the curves of his neck. Eyelashes flutter as do his closed eyelids as the world is drowned out. "-oé." The sound rings in his ears like a chorus. It is a twisted melody that he tries to grasp. It's familiar in a way he can't discern. "Noé!" The yell of his name has his eyelids fluttering open. Recognition comes to Noé suddenly as his mind begins to run again. With vision blurred and mind foggy, he stares openly at brilliant blue that comes into view. That's right. Memories come back to him suddenly, crashing into him in violent waves as he recalls how he came to be in this predicament.

New bnha/mha AU

Heya there everyone! I'm out of my Undertale phase and I'm now into My Hero Academia. So I decided I'd be making an AU for it based off of Five Nights at Freddy's. This AU will be focusing around TodoDeku, KiriBaku, and ShigaDabi. For now I have a few details on the AU for now. Just remember that not all of this sticks to the fnaf storyline, it is an AU.

Deku, Shoto, Bakugo, and Kirishima were the four main children that were killed and possessed the animatronic suits.

Bakugo was beyond pissed when they first possessed the suits. This is because of the fact that he got stuck with being Chica, the one he thought was the most girly and the one he disliked most.

Izuku/Deku is Freddy, Shoto is Bonnie, Bakugo is Chica, and Kirishima is Foxy.

About a year after the children's deaths, the creators of the animatronics changed their designs as a memorial for them.

Chica was redesigned to fit Bakugo due to false information told by the parents.

The parents were the ones that told the manufacturers about their children and who each one had said their favorites were.

It's pure coincidence that Chica was changed to memorialize Bakugo due to the information while Bakugo possessed Chica.

Bakugo actually tries to scare the nightguard, after trying to communicate with them and tell them that he's stuck in the animatronic, getting mad when they don't understand him and shut the doors on him.

Izuku desperately tries to speak to the nightguard, feeling upset when he can't.

Shoto is there to comfort Izuku when the efforts fail.

Shoto scares the nightguard since he's trying to help Izuku communicate with the nightguard.

Kirishima purely scares the nightguard because he's trying to test them.

Shigaraki is the Purple Guy, who has an accomplice in this AU.

Dabi/Touya is the accomplice of Purple Guy, helping him with the murder of the kids.

Because of lack of money and to get rid of any extra evidence that may have been left behind, Shigaraki and Dabi take jobs at the pizzeria.

Dabi was originally taking the day shift with Tomura at night shift, but Dabi had to take the night shift with Tomura due to complications.

Having them both as nightguards was an exception, since usually there's only one nightguard.

This is all for the AU that I have for now. Most of the details will be added when I begin writing the story. This will end up being a story that I'm going to write. More extra details might also be added at some point in a post like this one. When the first story part does come out, it'll be the prologue to the story.

Hello guys and here are the official designs for Acrylink and Erratum. If you notice each of them with a certain half of the Yin and Yang sign, there's a reason they're there. But you'll have to wait for one of the upcoming parts to learn what they mean. Go make sure to check out the three parts of my series called "The Legends of the DreamVerse". With that said, see you all next time, bye!(Sorry if quality is bad. I draw and color it by hand using pencils and colored pencils)

What lies beyond the City Lights

9 hours, 10 minutes, and 13 seconds of work on just the cover piece :')

More about the AU under the cut

About their world:

They live in a technological city(think cyberpunk-esque) isolated from the world; no one comes in and no one gets out.

Citizens are led to believe that this is all there is to the world.

This planet has one supercontinent(like pangaea but not the same in shape and size + bigger). The city is relatively the size of the U.S.

They are all trapped led by multiple leaders(think of a co-regency).

About the AU:

Aventurine found out the government secrets about how there is a whole world outside of their city, and that the leader of the rebellion was originally used as a tool to keep the illusions surrounding the city in tact, among other things.

Extra: Halovians power illusions that make the city appear a certain way.

Caelus and Ratio are after Aventurine, kept in the dark about why, uncovering secrets along the way.

Sunday escaped and started a rebellion in order to save his sister and break down the system that preys on the weak.

Robin is still a singer, led to believe it's for a good cause.

The Stellaron Hunters are a separate organization, who aim to take down the current leaders to take the spot for themselves.

Aventurine isn't the only outlaw with government secrets.

Thank you for reading! I'll be posting more content for this AU soon enough, and they'll all be under my personal tag "what lies beyond the city lights." They'll likely be a combination of different things, like art, general discussion abt it, or drabbles of writing to build up more about it. It may include ship art, but since I am a multishipper most will unlikely be canon to the story(though this may be subject to change).

As a side note, I'll have my ask box open, and you can ask me questions about the AU! I'll try to respond to as many as possible, but keep in mind some questions may not be answered if I don't have an answer for them!

I hope y'all enjoy this AU, I have a lot of concept ideas and I'd love to hear your thoughts and feedback. See y'all in the next post!

Frostbite, a Sky/Ice hybrid.

Essentially I had an idea for a concept that had to do with conflictions, hence the tribe associated with fire(firescales), the skywings, and the tribe that would then be the complete opposite: the icewings with their ice. Pretty much the confliction would be centered around something negative, like how conflict often leads to arguing and fighting. So I thought, what if it's fire and it's ice tried to "live" in the same "host" despite the fact fire and ice are not compatible.

Hence where this idea came from: what if it's fire and ice attributes negatively impacted its body and its health because of how contradicting the two are? So the idea for Frostbite, the skywing/icewing with pseudo-firescales and "frostbreath" came into being.

His scales are too hot for frostbreath to actually form and be expelled from his body, but doesn't stop in trying to be created. This makes his firescales very hot, which can burn if touching for too long, but won't set things ablaze just by a touch like Peril can because the frostbreath dampens its effects. Unfortunately this is then very harmful to his body, like in the following sketches.

The first image was roughly around his teen years, where he's healthy. However, in the above sketches, he goes from healthy at the beginning of his life, to a deteriorated health when he's reached roughly a young adult age.

The frostbreath and the firescales within will have taken a toll on his health, eventually ending to a premature death.

Some of this was also inspired by Battlewinner, when she used the lava to keep the frostbreath down her throat at bay. Similarly they both have these two opposite forces working against one another to create some form of stasis. Though with Frostbite the scales tip a little bit, causing a negative reaction.

And honestly, I just generally thought it would be cool to create a concept where two forces worked against eachother, leading to an unfortunate conclusion. What do you guys think about this concept?

Waypoint, the Night/Ice hybrid.

This art is a little bit older, but I wanted to share it because this was another one of my concept ideas about abilities and how it affects them.

In this case, I simply had wanted to draw a piebald Night/Ice but with the basis of a star, both in appearance and ability. However, it evolved more once I came up with the idea of what if there was a nightwing power that had to do with specific directions. Hence came this idea:

Waypoint has the gift of prophecy, however, it is based more on areas in specific. They will have visions about places far away from where they are, rather than what's happening in their vicinity. They are automatically drawn towards these places though, having visions days ahead of getting there. Like a waypoint, a beacon, leading them towards the place their prophecy is about.

I haven't done anything else with them yet, but I may do more in the future. Stay tuned!

The Legend of the DreamVerse : Part One - “Nightmare and Dream”

A long time ago there was a tree. This tree was the center of all the positivity and negativity of the multiverse, residing in a place called Dreamtale. But this place was different. This tree contained all the dreams and nightmares of the multiverse.

This was no ordinary Dreamtale, not the one you may know of at least. Two beings lived here. Nightmare and Dream, the two guardians of the tree. These two guardians weren't the ones more commonly known as the positivity and negativity, but dreams and nightmares, which is already known. These two specialize in their fields, Nightmare having the ability to change any dream into a nightmare, and for Dream it's vice versa.

The tree had two types of apples. They were not negative apples nor positive apples, but they were dream apples and nightmare apples. If a dream one was eaten, the consumer would be protected from all natural nightmares for the rest of their lives. If a nightmare one was eaten, the consumer would be terrorized by nightmares.

Now this is where the story begins. The story of Nightmare and Dream and how they came to be.

Nightmare and Dream were sitting at the tree with eachother, telling eachother stories like they usually did. Nightmare held his hand to his mouth in order to suppress his giggles and laughter as Dream told a story. He watches as Dream made crazy gestures.

Dream jumped onto a rock, looking as though he were looking for something. "And then the man stood on the cliff overlooking everything and said 'Tis I who climbed all the way up here. They told me that I could not do it, and here I prove them wrong.' And suddenly, the rock beneath him have way and he FELL." He jumped off the rock, dramatically falling. "But then, the clouds picked him up and carried him safely to the ground!" He said as he pretended to float until he sat next to Nightmare. "Did you like the story?"

Nightmare nodded, patting his head. "Of course I did." He answered with a smile. It was always nice hanging out with Dream and he really enjoyed it. Atleast until some kids came over.

The kids asked Dream if he wanted to play with them. Of course Dream said yes, turning to Nightmare and asking if he wanted to join. Nightmare refused, saying he didn't need to play.

When Dream left, Nightmare smiled sadly. Though he enjoyed hanging out with Dream, when the kids came and took him things bad happened.

As he was crying, he failed to notice the few adults approaching. One of them yelled to him, catching his attention. "Hey, why are you crying you little brat?" Nightmare scooted back until he was against the tree. "N-Nothing.." He answered.

One of the adults went up to him and kicked him, earning a whimper from the small guardian. "No one likes you here, just die!" Another yelled, picking him up and throwing him to the ground away from the tree. He was forced to the ground by the adult and in a desperate attempt, he kicked him hard.

The adult staggered back as Nightmare ran to the tree and looked at the dark blue nightmare fruits. The adult stopped and watched as Nightmare grabbed one and ate it.

The adults stepped back, fear shown on their faces. Nightmare didn't know what to do as he started hearing a voice telling him to eat more. He listened to the voice, eating more apples. The voice got louder and louder, yelling at him to eat them all and destroy all the dream ones.

The adults watched in horror as he ate them all. He looked at the adults, unaware of why they were looking at him like that. He looked down at his hand as he felt something drop onto it. A thick grey substance was on it and he wiped his mouth with his hand, seeing the same substance on his palm. He screamed in agony as he felt a snap in his back. The same sludge dripped out of a hole in his back. Soon the hole was filled with something and he looked back to see a tentacle coming out of his back with spikes on it.

His vision was blurred as he was about to reach the last two. He stopped to look as he saw his brother through the crowd.

Dream shoved his way through to his brother. "Brother, what has happened to you?!" He shouted as he watched in fear.

The townsfolk pushed Dream back, saying that they would protect him and stop that monster. Nightmare glared at them, a burning hatred in his eyelight. "Monster?! You're the monsters! You deserve what you're going to get. I'll show you what a REAL monster looks like!"

The tentacles on his back shot out, impaling the townsfolk. They shoved eachother as they desperately tried to get away, but their attempts were futile.

Dream snuck past as Nightmare did this, looking at the two last apples. He grabbed hold of one and turned to his brother. Nightmare turned around just in time to see this, his tentacles reaching toward him.

Dream ate the apple, feeling that light spread within him. The tentacles stopped short of him, recoiling back as the light kept them from going further.

They fought eachother, each of them landing hits. Dream was tiring out fast as Nightmare attacked mercilessly. He was too strong. Nightmare was too strong for him to defeat and he knew if he stayed longer, Nightmare would kill him.

He used one last attack to blind Nightmare momentarily. He took advantage quickly of this, grabbing the last apple and fleeing.

Nightmare looked at the tree tree regained his sight, seeing no more apples. He cut the tree down as he grinned maliciously. "I'll see you soon Dreamy." He said to himself as he walked through the dust and dead bodies of humans and monsters.

He was going to kill Dream and destroy the last apple. He thought Dream had the last apple, not knowing he had the second. He planned on destroying the apple, even if it meant killing Dream. "I'll see you soon..."

(That is the first part of a new multiverse called DreamVerse. This is a completely new storyline to this new multiverse. As of now, Nightmare and Dream's designs are not out and their names are temporary. For now they are Sleep!Nightmare and Sleep!Dream but these might be changed.

I hope you guys like this new multiverse and it's storyline. The designs for Nightmare and Dream will be out in the near future as well as the next part of this story. Until next time guys! To be continued.)

The Legend of the DreamVerse : Part Two - “Parasomnia”

A long long time ago, a being was created. Only a few years after the incident in Dreamtale was another life form being created. It was a skeleton who would soon be named Parasomnia.

The time of Nightmare, now named NightTerror, had begun. But not just the time of him, but also Dream, now named DayDream. NightTerror had quickly begun to take down any universe or dreams that stood in his way, searching for one he used to call his own brother.

DayDream had struggled to keep up with his brother's actions. He was supposed to keep dreams thriving but it seemed every time he helped a new dream, his brother destroyed ten more. He needed a way to keep up with his brother, who was too powerful to stop on his own. He needed help.

One day, DayDream had been losing hope. It seemed this never ending nightmare of his wouldn't, well, ever stop. In desperation, he sat on his knees alone, praying to whatever gods there were. He prayed for help, for someone to help him keep the balance.

He never truly believed that gods existed, but he was willing to try.. And he was heard. His prayers for help were answered by someone, who knows what.

A being was made. Another spirit entity of some sort, one of both dreams and nightmares. It was him, Parasomnia. But something went wrong. During his creation, some files and codes were made incorrectly.

Because of this mistake, his original purpose was changed from another protector of dreams, to the protector of both. This mistake gave him the defect of giving others parasomnia as well. This update was to help him create both nightmares and dreams. He had been changed so that if he thought necessary, he would change a good dream into a nightmare. This was done so that if he thought he was seeing more dreams than usual, that he would balance it out by changing a few dreams to nightmares equally in order to keep this balance.

They also had given him a flaw to make sure he has a weakness, because without one, he wouldn't be able to be stopped from doing what he does from time to time. If he couldn't be stopped, the balance would ultimately tip. To fix this, they gave him minor insomnia. He needs energy in order to do things, and he gets this energy by changing dreams and nightmares, as well as actually eating them. He has to sometimes take dreams and such away so when he does, he feeds on them and gets energy on them. In order to get into these dreams to get energy, he has to be asleep so that is where insomnia comes in. At times he will have minor insomnia which doesn't allow him to sleep for a certain period of time. This prevents him from getting the energy he needs and leaves him more vulnerable.

He was also given a weapon. This weapon was a staff with a crescent blade on the top and an orange-yellow circle at the bottom, mostly to represent the sun. He'd come to use this staff to protect himself, but only when it was needed.

Back to the main story. Parasomnia was created by some being, whether it be an actual god or not is unknown. Only days had gone by before DayDream began to notice something.

He detected the appearance of new dreams combatting the nightmares. He decided to search further into what was going on, thus finding a figure standing alone, staff in hand.

They turned to face DayDream, a smile forming on their face. They didn't know who he was, but he could easily detect their power over dreams. They approached, none too cautiously. They waved to him, attitude staying the same. "Hello there friend! What is your name?" He'd ask DayDream. He held out his hand for him to shake.

DayDream hesitantly shook his hand, soon feeling the nonthreatening aura they seemed to give. "My name is Dre- DayDream." He said, having to correct himself. He smiled at the new being, head tilted in amusement at them. "What is yours?"

Parasomnia suddenly froze where he stood. He soon seemed to be in a deep thought as he thought about that question. What was his name? Why was he there? And in that brief moment, he knew who he was. It was as if something called out to him, shedding new light upon him. "Parasomnia's the name! I'm here to help you and your brother!" He said excitedly.

DayDream's smile soon faded. "Me.. And my brother?" He asked, slight concern in his voice. He thought he was a friend, but maybe not? Or was this all a misunderstanding? "What do you mean by that?" He asked.

Parasomnia finally let his hand go after the handshake. "Well, I'm here to help you protect dreams, but I'm also here to bring nightmares, only if necessary. A guardian to both sides I guess, helping keep the valance between the two!" He answered honestly. He didn't know where those exact words came from, but he knew that was his purpose. "I'm only here because you asked for a way to help stop your brother." He stated.

DayDream stood there in silence, jaw hanging slightly open. He didn't believe this, he didn't believe his call had been answered. Shock and disbelief were what he was feeling. "You mean.. Gods are real? And they answered my plea for help?" He hoped Parasomnia knew the answer.

Parasomnia shrugged, a look of puzzlement on his face. "I don't really know if they exist, but I do know that I was made to help." He smiled.

DayDream nodded in understanding. He would love to stay longer and talk, but he had a job to do. "I'm sorry Parasomnia, but I really do have to go. I hope you'll stay safe, and be careful when handling my brother if you see him." He said, turning around as a bright red-orange-gold portal appeared. He waved goodbye before hopping through, leaving Parasomnia alone.

Parasmonia had waved back, sighing as he saw him leave. Despite the warning, he felt like he needed to see Nightmare. He needed to know the both of them, even if it was risky. He laid down on his back, sockets closing as he inhaled deeply. He let sleep overcome him, glad to be given it right now.

He could see it all in front of him now as he opened his eye sockets, no longer where he was before. He could see all the dreams and nightmares gathered all around. He could see whenever a new one of either appeared. He was in the DreamScape.

He smiled to himself as he saw the different aspects of sleep here together in this peaceful silence. All he needed to do now was wait until there was a disturbance between the two.

It didn't take long before he could sense a disruption. His sockets had long since closed, snapping open as something rippled through him. He looked around until he caught sight of a dream slowly corrupting into a nightmare. He went toward it, reaching his hand out to the newfound nightmare. His fingers only brushed it before he was taken into a dark area.

He glanced around, looking for any signs of anyone. Everything suddenly brightened, but not by much. All he could see was a dimly lit area and someone running away from something from nightmares. A monster with a mask, consuming all light there.

It soon turned back to nothingness as the thing had seen him. What once lay before him was now a skeletal figure covered in black, spiked tentacles swaying behind. Their glowing bluish purple eyelight seemed to look right through him.

It said nothing as Parasomnia stared at it. They gripped their staff tightly, weary of him. "Are you Nightmare?" He asked the thing, wondering if it was the right thing.

It stared at him, a grin forming on its face. It nodded. "Yes... And no.. I am NightTerror..." He said in chilling voice. "Who are you, and why shouldn't I kill you right now?"

Parasomnia shuddered as he spoke. A shiver ran through his spine. The aura was frightening. "I am Parasomnia.. I am here to stop you. You're disrupting the nightmare and dream balance!" He spoke, finding some determination to speak up. "I make sure the balance stays the way it is by creating dreams and destroying your nightmares. And if needed, I will create some nightmares to restore it."

NightTerror laughed unsettlingly. "I see. A friend of my brother then." He hissed, sending a glare toward him. His tentacles straightened up, ready to attack. "Then I'll have no choice but to kill you too!" He yelled, tentacles lashing out.

Parasomnia flinched back, holding his staff up to block them. He could sense the power he held and knew he didn't have the strength just yet to fight him. In desperation, he slashed the crescent blade, striking him across the face.

NightTerror hissed in pain, clawing at his face as it seemed to burn from contact. He stumbled back, hands over his face as he made a portal out of the nightmare realm. That's what this place was. He backed into the portal, disappearing.

Parasomnia watched, terror clear on his face. He hadn't meant this, but it was what was done. He looked around after a moment of terror, noticing the place becoming unstable. He had to get out before the nightmare collapsed.

He woke up suddenly, shooting up, eye sockets snapping open. He looked around to see the familiar surroundings of when he met DayDream. He was unaware of how hard he was breathing until a moment later.

He stood up, glancing around to make sure no one else was there. He sighed as he closed his sockets momentarily to catch his breath.

He stood in silence there, catching himself up. Moments later he knew what was needed, reopening his eye sockets. His eyelights glinted, a determined look on his face. He turned around and looked up slightly. "We will meet again someday, I swear it... And when I do, you better give me your best."

To be continued...