Once upon a time, not too long ago in the Safehavens, there were two brothers, twins as you can say, brought to life by a wonderful Creator who loved and cherish them.

The two grew up together, back then, there was no day when they would be apart, it was like their own Soulstrings were pulling them together, their own souls wavering and not wanting to have been drifted apart.

But then they did, after time, they began to grow farther away.

Once a certain Creator announced to the family that the older twin would be the God of Negativity, they didn't take it very well- knowing that soon he'd be a corrupted embodiment of negativity and evil, and so they grew more and more distant every day, and soon after, the younger was picked to be the God of Positivity, which made the crack between them larger.

The mother also seemed to be affected, because as the time moved forward, all she had did was shown love and support to only the younger twin, spoiling him despite his own argues to not have him being spoiled.

While the older was drifted away from the family, being an outcast to them, he now prefers to be all alone and staying like that, although, deep inside, he can feel it every single day, his Soulstring tugging him to run up to his younger twin just to hug and state his love to him, to embrace the younger and fix the cracks separating them, but seeing as his younger enjoyed it- he didn't want to interrupt.

“It's all for the sake of my younger twin”, is what he'd always say when people question his decisions, why he'd rather be alone, and it grew even more when he saw his twin having fun with other people in elementary, he's seen his twin with the future Creation and another positive blue skeleton, having fun and even making a group and calling themselves the 'Starry Souls' for their positivity.

While at that time, Nightmare had met his own group of friends, they were all rejects of the world, in which one was an old friend who would turn into the said Destroyer.

It honestly suited Nightmare, he loved being with people who had these experiences, being rejects from their places, towns, and even to their own Creators, it reminded him that he wasn't alone, one was even abused by his Creator for being a failure to the point that he had run away.

There was Horror, even if he had a huge crack in his skull, the guy was pretty smart- even though he did some really stupid things just to make his friends laugh- including eating a whole ass chair, people think he's weird and cannibalistic, but to be honest, Horror was just misunderstood, like the rest of them.

Then there was Dust, he was probably the youngest of the group, but Dust would act mature at some points- not to mention being the only one to calm Horror and Killer down when ever they did something stupid, he had a brother, but due to an accident, he was murdered and Dust was deemed as a heartless killer, but behind those insults was a smart and nerdy kid who would try to help his friends all he can- even if he had his own mental problems.

After that, comes Killer, no eyes, and black tears due to the nights of abuse from his Creator, scars were littered everywhere and sometimes he'd come to school with even more cuts and bruises- but despite that, he was the most childish and cheery, even though he mainly cusses a lot, but Killer was always the one to crack a laugh, and he would do whatever it takes, even to the point of hitting his place where the sun don't shine at a hard pole- yeah he doesn't talk about that again...

Horror then introduced Lust, a shy student, but he was bullied by the whole school for dressing up with revealing clothing, people called him a whore, slut, lip shit, they called him names that he wasn't, but Lust didn't care when he was with Horror, he felt safe... And behind those insults, Lust was actually the most caring of the group, the only thing making people see the way he is now is his past job he was forced to do...

Then last but not least, the person his mother despised the most due to the fact that he's a future God of Destruction, the kid that was bullied for having a sickly brother and an emotionless one- Error... He was cold towards almost everyone, acting like he didn't care, and he'd snap at anyone insulting his family or friends, but behind that tough guy act, Error was a kind-hearted funny smart kid, Nightmare saw that, the gang quickly clicked with him, and they'd open up to him, seeing as Error was the older and mature figure in the group, giving advice and even setting his phobias aside.

And it was all going well for Nightmare, he enjoyed their little talks and jokes, he finally found a place where he belonged- all well up until his second year in middle school, a year before the incident and being the embodiment of negativity.

“Nightmare, sweetie, we need to talk”, his mother called him in a forced sweet voice, knowing Nightmare's ability, Nightmare felt the fakeness in the smile and mentally cringed at it.

Seeing as Dream was there, he felt a wave of curiosity fill him before he sat down, “What is it mother? Why is Dream here as well?”, as he stated that name, the little purple skeleton felt his Soulstring tugging on him, the all so familiar feeling being brushed off afterwards.

“We have seen that you've made some close friends! It's just that... I don't want you to be influenced by them and their cruel behavior-”, Nightmare cut his mother off with a glare of realization, “What. Do. You. Want. Mother.”, he glares, making his mother glare back in anger, “Don't talk to me like that! Now... What I'm trying to explain here is simple. Stay away from them and their murderous actions”, Nightmare's breath hitched as he let out a tick sound from his tongue, “You're not serious.... Right?”, he glances at Dream in hope of his younger twin at least defending him, but seeing as his younger twin just nodded in shame, he got even more mad at the two.

With a growl, he glares at both of them, clearly pissed and about to snap.

“You want me... To fucking get away from the people who cared the most to me?!! For what?!! Your entertainment?!!...”, Dream flinched hard at the cuss, tears pricking the end of his eye sockets in regret, “And you....”, Nightmare turned in anger towards his brother, “YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO BE MY BROTHER! YOU'RE MY TWIN FOR CREATOR'S SAKE! YOU SHOULD'VE BEEN MORE HAPPY THAT I FOUND PEOPLE WHO FINALLY FUCKING GIVES A DAMN ABOUT WHAT I FUCKING DO! PEOPLE WHO FINALLY CARE UNLIKE YOU TWO FUCKING MORONS WHO NEVER GIVES A SHIT ABOUT ME JUST BECAUSE I'LL BE A WORTHLESS EMBODIMENT OF NEGATIVITY?!! YOU TWO ARE THE WORST FAMILY ANYONE COULD HONESTLY ASK FOR! WHO WAS THE ONE WHO SAVED YOU FROM THOSE BULLIES?!! THE ONE WHO FUCKING TOOK THE HITS FROM THEM JUST TO SHIELD YOU! WHO WAS THE ONE TO PULL YOU UP WHEN YOU FELL?!! AND THIS IS WHAT YOU DO TO ME?!!”, Nightmare grabbed Dream by the collar, despite his soul's attempt and trying to stop it, “B-Br-Brother... N-Nightmare- I-”, Dream gasped between coughs, “Nightmare! Unhand your brother!”, his mother stood up, snapping at him, while then Nightmare threw Dream to the floor, turning around with rage filled eyes at his mother, “WHAT?!! SO IT IS TRUE! YOU NEVER CARED ABOUT ME! YOU ONLY CARE ABOUT THAT ENTITLED LITTLE SHIT WHO DOESN'T EVEN BOTHER TO DEFEND HIS OWN GOD FORSAKEN TWIN!”, now tears were flowing.

Nightmare stopped his rampage, his breath hitching and shallow, he was just standing there, in front of his mother and next to his crying brother.

After a few moments of silence, Nightmare let out a shaky laugh, more tears flowing down, “I fucking hate you all....”, he mumbles with a whimper, his body clearly shaken up and the negative emotions were practically overflowing off him.

Finally, he snapped at both of them, “YOU HEAR ME?!! I HATE YOU ALL! I DON'T WANT ANYTHING ELSE TO DO WITH THIS SHITTY AND BROKEN DOWN USELESS FAMILY!!! SO STAY AWAY FROM ME AND JUST LEAVE ME!!!!!”, the young skeleton grabs his soul, the surrounding string visibly tangling the apple-like soul before grabbing a pocket knife and filling it with his own magic before proceeding to slice the string apart, also cutting a part of the soul to which then dripped down with black goop.

Dream stood there with wide eyes and much more tears flowing down, wishing that this was just a cruel dream, “B-Bro-Brother....”, he whimpers, feeling his own soul ache in pain and sorrow, shifting his glance towards his mother, he saw those pale and emotionless eyes, she seemed too unfazed by the situation, turning back to Nightmare, he saw his brother retreat his soul, walking away with a cold yet teary glance before shutting the door, “Good riddance. Brother”, was the last he had heard of his elder twin.

After slamming the door shut, with all his energy, Nightmare ran into the small alley between the sides of his mother's enormous house, running into the darkness until he reached a clearance of trees, into the woods and up a small cliff, there was a straight road leading up to a tree, only surrounded by the dark trees and woods by its side, and only stopping once reaching his destination, he looks up at the tree in front of him- the tree known as the Tree of Feelings.

You see, the twins got their powers from the tree, it was the same tree who would guide them in every step of their abilities and powers, the same tree who showed them prophecies and comfort them in their younger ages, the tree which leads to other dreams and nightmares of Creators and their creations all around the safe haven, it guided their souls to be one, and the apple from it was powerful and dangerous, although, the tree contains a prophecy through the apples, it said through the tree, that, 'If one were to be chosen to handle the apple, the other would have a less burden', and now that he'd said all those terrible things, he knew this was the only thing to make it up to his twin, If he were to succeed and fulfil the prophecy, surely his brother would forgive him after all he'd done- right???

“Tree of feelings, hand me the apple. Let me fulfil your prophecy and let my younger brother have less a burden”, Nightmare sobs his hands reaching out to the tree, “But why is it for him?”, a whisper of air flows through him, lowering his hands down a little he looks at the grass before replying, “I've done something horrible... I've said something that hurt him and mother, I want to repay my sins. If I eat the apple and prove to them that I can handle it and can become stronger to fulfil the prophecy, maybe- just maybe, I can fix this!”, a black apple soon fell in his hands, and looking at the tree, the young skeleton bowed a 'thank you' before lifting the apple up to his mouth, and just when he was about to take a bite- “NIGHTMARE! BROTHER! PLEASE! STOP!!!”.

The said skeleton spun his head around to see his twin- or who he thinks of as one, with tears in his eyes and flowing, showing off fear, sorrow, and displeasure.

But it was too late, Nightmare had already set his mind... Forgetting the one rule when trying to fulfil the prophecy of the tree, that you should never show off any negativity before, while, and after eating the apple...

Crunch!

Crunch!

Crunch!

Gulp...

The remaining seeds of the apple fell, and Nightmare's past sorrow eye lights turned pale and cold, his body shook heavily, and dropping, he erupts in a giggle soon after, “It hurts....”, he gasped, clutching his now aching soul... “It hurts!!! WHY DOES IT HURT SO MUCH?!! STOP!!! PLEASE!!!”, Nightmare cries out, coughing up goo before the said goo starts leaking out of his eye sockets, nose, and mouth- covering him in it.

And just as Dream was about to step forward to try and help his twin, Nightmare snapped at him from anger and pain, “STAY AWAY FROM ME!”, Nightmare screams out, his pinpricks shot small as he had realized what he had screamed out, and without a trace, he disappeared from the place he was.

Well, not entirely, he only hid deep into the woods, leaning on a tree as he slid down and fell onto the grassy ground, a sobbing and pained mess while the hand that was clutching his chest fell down in pain.

He can feel himself slowly drifting away as he only felt two figures talking and chattering in the woods- they were approaching him.

“Then, just like that he appeared in my brother's room! Can you believe it, Cross?”, he then felt a figure stop in fear and shock, “Cross? Why'd you st- Holy- Nightmare! What the fuck happened to you?!!”.

All he heard before entirely passing out, the two voices panicking, telling him to stay awake, but he just couldn't, it was too much for him to bare, “Nightmare? NIGHTMARE! STAY UP!”, the voices eventually faded out as he slowly passes out...

But one sentence stuck into his mind before completely passing out, the sweet voice of a Mexican oreo he knew all too well, muttering.

Stay alive.
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kay... I might have been listening to 'Stay Alive' from Hamilton The Musical... HEY YOU CAN'T BLAME ME! IT'S A REALLY GOOD SONG!!!

Oh, and about this chapter... I was thinking... 'Maybe my readers have been given too much fluff without some angst'.

So tell me how this was right here.

Oh and ps. This one has twice as much words as my prevoius chappies and I'm proud UwU.

Oh! And one more thing before a blooper, my friend Yuuga_EddsworldFan is making her own original novel, she's new to this whole novel stuff so please oh please I beg you, do NOT harras her in any way just because she's new and isn't used to it- instead, you can give her some constructive critiques! She'll appriciate that.

Now some bloopiez!

[]Bloopers[]

“You want me... To fucking get away from the people who cared the most to me?!! For what?!! Your entertainment?!!...”, Dream flinched hard at the cuss, tears pricking the end of his eye sockets in regret, “And you....”, Nightmare turned in anger towards his brother, “YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO BE MY BROTHER! YOU'RE MY TWIN FOR CREATOR'S SAKE! YOU SHOULD'VE BEEN MORE HAPPY THAT I FOUND PEOPLE WHO FINALLY FUCKING GIVES A DAMN ABOUT WHAT I FUCKING DO! PEOPLE WHO FINALLY CARE UNLIKE YOU TWO FUCKING MORONS WHO NEVER GIVES A SHIT ABOUT ME JUST BECAUSE I'LL BE A WORTHLESS EMBODIMENT OF NEGATIVITY?!! YOU TWO ARE THE WORST FAMILY ANYONE COULD HONESTLY ASK FOR! WHO WAS THE ONE WHO SAVED YOU FROM THOSE BULLIES?!! THE ONE WHO FUCKING TOOK THE HITS FROM THEM JUST TO SHIELD YOU! WHO WAS THE ONE TO PULL YOU UP WHEN YOU FELL?!! AND THIS ISN'T WHAT ME DO TO YE-".

Silence filled the studio... And Nightmare covers his face and screeches...

“NIGTHMARE WHY THE FUCK WOULD YOU RUIN THAT?!! THAT WAS AWESOME UP UNTIL THE LAST LINE!!!! WHYYYYYYYY?!!”, his gang groans in frustration... The author had well- given up by now... A cup of coffee in hand, she drops it on the floor.

“That's it... You've done it!.... After- how many takes? Ha.... Two-fucking-hundred? Haha.... You still fuck this up?... That's it... All of you can go back to your rooms for today. I'm tired.”, she drops the coffee and walks away in frustration.

“Welp. She's mad... Y'all wanna go grab a drink? It's on me”, Killer raised a bone brow, everyone cheered, and they ended up getting drunk at the studio.

Aaaaaaand... Dealing with an even more pissed author the next day...

[]Beep[]

That's all folks! Thanks for reading! See you in the next chappie!

Oh, and the last 'spoiler' isn't a spoiler for this book, yes, this is another hint... I'm just giving out clues for something... Big for the future.

See ya!