—Full story—
(ALR SO, i will explain the full story right here, right now
It will be fast paced and all character intentions are just shoved down y'alls throaths without stalling
I will slow down only for the important parts)
Disk was a lonely creation with the intention to shape the universes. This multiverse he was placed in was just made to be a big game for him.
Many years of loneliness, studying typical monster behaviour, seeking for a turning point in his life, he decided to pick himself a friend. Someone who will just be there to share the experience.
Disk was a bad person, and he was aware of that. So this friend had to be someone who wouldn't call out his bad behaviour. But of course, it's in a monster's nature to stand up for what was right.
He needed someone emotionally vounerable to slowly turn into this echo chamber. And he found that vounerability in Eden. The pathetic skeleton had lost everything, such an easy target.
It was easier than he thought, the skeleton was in need of salvation and he clung to any hope he got from another monster. So now there Disk had it, a friend for him, and only for him.
At first Eden protested against Disk's actions that seemed to be going too far. So Disk had to quilt trip the other, reminding that without him, Eden would still be suffering.
Slowly Eden's empathy faded into gloomy apathy, Disk's bad actions meant nothing to him.
Disk had fun with this friend of his, they grew closer every day. Eden's personality came out more vibrant after giving away those overly caring thoughts about other creations. The two slowly became inseperable.
So inseperable that Disk trusted Eden with his very own host-board, a device he uses to travel within the multiverse.
Now Eden was free to travel without Disk by his side. But unlike Disk, Eden would prefer not causing any harm to others. He talked to them, made "friends", which he wouldn't bother seeing again.
Until. Eden met him. Evero.
The taller sans from Underver was kind. He took time out of his busy days to have full conversations with Eden. Letting the other talk for long periods about his life, his feelings, his griveances.
Evero found the other skeleton intriguing. His life was messy, so messy that it deeply concerned him.
Eden mostly talked about Disk, and the things he had done. Bringing up all of those bad actions and treating them like they weren't big deals or anything.
Didn't take Evero long to catch up on what is going on. Was Eden really that blind? Disk's manipulation was open and obvious. How has it affected Eden this badly?
So during their daily conversations, Evero made sure to call out all of the bad things Disk had done. He wanted to make Eden aware again, to realize these things shouldn't be taken lightly.
And it begun to work, Evero's therapy made Eden notice the severity of Disk's actions. And slowly, Eden stopped letting his actions slide by.
Disk hated this change. He hated how every day Eden would tell him about how much fun he had talking to his new friend. The admiration shining in Eden's sockets.
During these rough times of Eden critisising Disk, they had worked up a deal. Disk would be willing to give away his soul which was stored on a disc, in exchange for two specific potions Eden had created. Liquid negativity and postivity.
Disk didn't have a problem with Eden making new friends. But Evero was feeding these negative views about Disk right into Eden's gullible mind.
This change in Eden was so unwelcome, that Disk wanted to confront Evero himself. To tell him to stay away from the one person closest to him.
Disk stormed through the halls of Underever's castle. He knew Evero was there, he always was according to Eden.
Didn't take long for Disk to find the other. Evero was strolling through the hallways with a small human child with him. A frisk of this universe, Disk assumed.
Evero was confused seeing the strange skeleton. But he connected the dots, this must be Disk. He matches the description Eden had given him.
Disk didn't care about the small human in the room, he got straight to the point. He used rather crude language, telling Evero to simply "fuck off."
But this confrontation wouldn't be that simple, of course. Slowly their argument was getting more verbally violent.
Evero spat out all of Disk's bad deeds right there in his face. And Disk wasn't hearing any of it. Because to Disk, there was nothing wrong with any of his actions. He wasn't made to feel remorse for any of them.
During the argument Frisk just stared from afar, the child was terrified, confused and currently crying, begging for the two to stop yelling.
And then, Disk unseathed his weapon. The knuckle brass with two long spikes on top of it.
There was silence for a second. Then Frisk screamed even louder. The child cried out while watching the two spikes shattering Evero's skull.
The two spikes had gone through his sockets, and out through the cranium.
It took only a day till Eden found out. Evero's dust that no-one in the castle didn't want to touch just laid on the cold floor.
The whole kingdom of Underever was silent with grief. Evero was someone very special to the people, without him and his constant work, the kingdom would've fallen apart. And now, he was gone.
The strong feeling of hatred was very present in Eden at this time. How could he. How could Disk kill someone so dear to him.
Evero was right. He always was. Saying that Disk was a bad person was an understatement. But now Eden was able to stop Disk, he had his soul. Eden could end the one that has terrorized so many.
But he didn't. He couldn't. Every time he held that small disc, he couldn't just snap it in half and be done with it. His gloved hands trembled. No matter how much he hated Disk. He couldn't do it.
He wanted to go home, he cried. He wanted back to Papyrus. He wanted this sick game to be over.
He had made his decision, he wants to return to Enchanttale. His home, where he originally was "saved" from. Eden demanded Disk to never contact him ever again. Eden was repulsed by his mere existence.
Eden also went back on the "a soul for bottles" deal he did with Disk. He just threw over the disc, and received the bottles in return.
And now, he was ready to return to his home. For years he had left his house stranded. And there in the yard was the tombstone.
With a familiar friend sitting on top of it. The sparrow.
Eden could only hope for the possibility to continue his life like nothing had happened. But it was impossible. His nights were sleepless, and most of the time spent awake he just rested against the grave.
He couldn't live like this. His life, filled with regrets and sorrow. It was so much. Too much. The salvation he wished for was just a lie. Instead of being lifted from the ashes of his past, his life was ruined even more.
Eden took his gloves off.
He reached in his pocket and took out the bottle of liquid negativity.
The sparrow landed on the edge of Eden's hand where he held the bottle, he had never been this close to the avian before. With shaky words Eden promised to the sparrow.
"Papyrus, soon i'll be a sparrow too."
He crushed the bottle in his bare hands. Death welcomed him with a gentle embrace.
Disk felt terrible. For the first time?
He never cared about what happened to other people. Their lives didn't matter to him. But Eden, he was not just "another monster" to him. Disk was attached to the other one. And now he had lost him.
Disk stared at his soul which Eden had tossed back before stranding him. The disc allowed him to respawn in a similar way it would let a player. The disc allowed him to continue this sick game. Which he was growing tired of.
It's time to close this story he was made to create. He didn't want to see what was coming next. He didn't care.
A slight snap of the plastic soul breaking in half.
The 'Game Over' screen faded into his vision.
