Eons ago, there was nothing but a void. Inky. Dark. Almost... alive. Came forth a being. A being of great power. He drifted for eons. Until he learned he could create things from the void. And so he did.

On the first day, he created light.

On the second, he created tools.

On the third he wrote a story using the tools he has made. It was about two beings who cared for each other greatly. He had created love.

On the fourth, fifth, and to the ***********************************************th day he created an un ending amount of stories to be told.

But something came fourth from the darkness. He was afraid. Alone. So the being took him under his wing. Taught him how to use tools. Taught him how to use the void.

On the next day he made worlds to house the stories he made. They all were independent. Destined to happen.

He decided to populate the worlds he made with beings.

He then created animals

And next, he created humanity. He made man. And then he made woman. But soon he felt that some animals should have right to walk amongst them. And so monsters were born. (there were a few skeletons but not who you think no undertale characters)

He made beings to look over these worlds.

He made the second being to come from the void the leader.

One controlled time.

Two controlled space and matter

One controlled water

One controlled earth

One controlled light

One controlled the dark

One controlled love

And the second being was decided to control hate.

But this affected his way of thinking.

Over time, the fellow leaders of these worlds decided to put the one who controls time in charge.

And this is when the stories God had written changed

Peisma as he was called ran to the void multiple times but one time he was gone for longer and the others decided to wait for him to come back. And when he did, a massacre happened.

He brutally murdered his brotheren. One by one. The remaining few ran to God for help. And he gifted two of them a wonderful power.

They were called shapeshifters

They could change into anyform the desired. And he made them the antithesis to the void in which Peisma was now apart and ruled.

They then fought peisma in a long and painful battle but one of the shapeshifters gave her life to seal him away in the void. She was thought to be dead but she was banished to what would become the realm of dreams, in which she ruled. All beings were transported here when they slept. God had no power over this world and was almost unaware of its exsistance.

Overtime it became apparent that Peisma would break free. So one by one every ancestor turned to stone to seal him away for longer. Eventually a part of him escaped and latched itself onto a inhabitant of one of the many world's.

He caused chaos. Disaster. The last remaining ancestor, the other shapeshifter, killed him. In which Peisma would say his curse through the man he controlled.

"The decendants of your brothers and sisters will be doomed to fall at my hands. They will be tortured. They will know the pain I know. They will know what it's like to die and still live. I will smite God and become the ruler of everyone and everything. I am the only constant... I am... eternal..."

God created two new beings.

A God of creation

A God of destruction

They were balanced and prevented any new stories to be made.

He also created collosals to replace the ancestors.

The Titans soon fell into a deep slumber... and the God of destruction decided to follow in Peismas footsteps and awoken the collosals. He turned them into the Titans. These beings started a disaster. Three heroes were called to quell them and seal them in the void along with Peisma. A few Titans were kicked from the group and turned back into the collosals of Time and space.

Nothing would happen for eons...

Until one worlds story would be told.