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Human version of palette Palette belong to @angexci
Palette ref
Will redo at some point
Weapon is a bo staff that turns into a war hammer and he also has a light wing from Dream.
He hasn't show up yet in the story so this is technically a spoiler.
Rough doddle of an rare angry Palette
Yes he has a wing in this AU
Palette belongs to angexci
Gave up near the end but the speech bubbles were fun at least.
Young Dream and Palette really are similar.
Dream and Nightmare belong to Jokublog
Cross belongs to Jakei95
Meeting the Sun
Hero Generation 6
Palette was so happy to finally start his journey and follow that strange call in his head. It told him how to open portals, which made traveling much easier. He was so excited.
He had overheard the warnings from his granpa “Be careful out there. Don’t step into the wrong AU.”
But the thrill of adventure drowned out the caution in his heart. Every portal he created fascinated him more and more. Every person he met, every sight he saw, was incredible. He absorbed it all like a sponge. With excitement bubbling inside, he opened another portal and stepped through.
The moment his shoe touched the ground, he crumbled. An ice-cold pain shook his bones.
What was that?
So much… too much.
Why did he feel so weak all of a sudden?
Why was he so scared... so terrified?
Why did his bones shake? Why were his eyes crying?
His mind clouded—stormy thoughts fell like raindrops and drowned him. He wanted to leave, but he couldn’t get up. This world was consuming him.
But it wasn’t just his fear.
He wasn’t afraid—was he?
He didn’t know why he would be.
Were those really his feelings?
They had to be… right?
He wanted to be home. Safe with Granpa. Right now. Please.
He needed help.He didn’t think he would ever feel so alone.
He cried for help.But nobody came.*
He couldn’t get up. It was overwhelming—fear, sadness, despair. He screamed, desperate and confused. What was happening? Why was everyone so scared? What was this immense hopelessness—growing like a black hole, swallowing everything... including him?And then that strange spark. Determination? Was that the source of all this fear?
Whoever that was had so much to much in their heart Palette already saw it how this world would die....
He felt like a flame—A candle caught in the middle of a raging storm, about to be snuffed out.He felt like a sailor in a lighthouse, about to be swallowed by a giant tsunami.Like a star, collapsing into nothing in the heat death of the universe.Like a firefly, caught in a vast spider’s web.
So small
So usless
So helpless
So completely alone.
He wanted to help them.He felt the urge to rise to become their hope. He needed to guide them. But he couldn’t.
Not alone
He was too weak.He wasn’t ready.He crumbled again, sinking into the ground.
He asked for help.But nobody came*.
He cried for help.But nobody came.*
He begged for help—Someone heard him.*
A warm light reached him. It blocked out everything else—like a soft blanket wrapped around him, shielding him from the oppressive atmosphere.
"Little one, what are you doing in a place like this? You’re not from here... How did you find yourself in such a terrible place? Let me bring you home, if you can tell me where do you belong?"
Palette finally found the strength to turn toward his savior. The voice was soft and calming. Golden-brown eyes met his gaze eyes that seemed to carry stars in their glow. A wooden crown—or was it a crown? Palette wasn’t sure. A light yellow cape, patterned with suns and stars, billowed gently. Palette didn’t know what to say.
The Omega Timeline?Is was his home?But was it where he belonged was that the same? No! His saviour had asked where he belonged!That wasn’t the same.So, weakly, Palette got to his feet and looked up at the tall skeleton.
"I don’t know where I belong... Can you help me find it?"
The Hero Gen. Boys
The 4 Boys!!!
I wanted to have a consistent way to draw them, so I tried making little designs based on their original looks (Goth mostly stayed the same). (Btw the lights next to them are how i imagin their Magic
Goth =His magic is sharp at first, then warm—like a blanket full of feathers.
Palette's =It feels sparkly and warm, like wonder candles glowing in the dark.
Crescent's =His Magic is like dark, thick clouds with cold flakes drifting through them.
PJ's =Pure chaos—like something that’s both liquid and gas at the same)
A few little notes:
Goth Nekophy
He wears flowers around his wrists to keep his death magic in check. When the flowers die, he knows his magic could hurt others.You can't see it, but there's a Life Tree drawn (by Palette) on the back of Goth’s coat.He’s also the youngest.That’s simply because the other three are the same age, and I thought it was important not to make him the same age too.
Crescent by Lunnar-Chan
His jacket is an old one from Horror. He often wears jackets from other gang members—it makes him feel safe.He's also the tallest of the 4 boys.
Palette by Lasserbatsu
I kind of used The Little Prince as inspiration for him (you totally can’t tell, because it’s just the scarf). (I still work on that one a bit)
PJ by 7goodangel
I just think it looks neat, lol.
(Part 4) BFF <3
When Core found the box, they weren’t surprised for long. Omnipresence gave them the context they needed quickly. Gently, they lifted the tiny skeleton from the box, holding him with quiet care.
Core didn’t waste any time. This lonely nowhere was no place for him, so it was time to bring the newest inhabitant of the Omegatimeline home.And Palette was never alone again Core would make shure of that.
A small, winged friend he made almost immediately upon arrival was never far from his side.Goth and Palette grew up together, practically attached at the hip. It was rare to see one without the other. The little angel of death was the first Palette truly connected with—besides his Granpa. Palette was never bored with Goth. Most others were strange to Palette; he always had the feeling no one was real with him, always trying to please him. But Goth did fight with him. He yelled, he cried, they made up, they laughed—and everything felt real.
It was strange. Everyone besides Granpa and Goth felt not right. They always felt… not quite right!—
And for Goth, Palette was the first friend he could actually hug. Life as a reaper could be lonely. His father once told him only special people could get close to them. Goth agreed—Palette really was special
The two grew side by side, inseparable and happy for years and years
Until the day Palette decided to leave. Goth tried not to lash out—after all, he was not just mad he was sad.
He didn’t want Palette to leave, but he also didn’t want to hold him back. His father once said when you love something, you have to let it go—and when it comes back, it belongs to you. Goth really hoped his best friend would find what they were searching for… and would return.
Part 3 Ink -Fathers Love
Ink is the Protector of Creation—he’s no Creator. He fixes broken things, gives advice, offers a helping hand. He gives ideas form, but it’s never truly his own creation.
Until that day PJ formed.
He’s not really paying attention to it; he’s in pure rage at the moment. Only after the fight does he realize what he made, and he is incredibly happy about it. He quickly tries again leaving Pj alone for just a moment —he snatches an arrow from Dream, and there it is: his creation his Palette.Oh, he would cherish them, never let them go—his two boys
....
As he returns with Palette, the other is gone. The small black skeleton is gone; all that is left are a few blue strings.
This makes him realize what he did… what danger those children are in.He’s already lost one, and even without the use of a blue vial, he feels the emptiness inside him grow.
He won’t lose this one too. He just created the legacy of his and Dream’s story in one being. Creation and Positivity are combined in one It’s not safe. Ink knows it only would be safe far away from Error, Nightmare and Himself.
It breaks his heart their paths had to part this early—truly, it breaks him. But a father does what’s best for his kids, and he knows… he is far from the Best
So, Core is like a mother for Palette?
what does he think about him/her?
Thank you for the question! :)
Yes, Palette does see Core as his main guardian. (I think in one of the original works from Core Frisk's creator, they get referred to as "Granpa" for grandparent, so that’s how Palette would call them.)
Also, Palette is not only raised by Core—it’s more of a process involving a few of the inhabitants of the Omega Timeline working together and keeping an eye on him. (For example, a certain Aftertale Sans sometimes offers to let him stay with him and his children.)
Palette thinks very highly of his Granpa. He admires them and wants to become just like them: saving others and creating new places.
Have a Wonderfull day !
(Part 2) Palette -Arow-
Palette was created by Ink—not from just one source this time, but from all the virals: each emotion, each fragment of creation—bound together with Dream’s magic in form of an Arow.
After his creation, Palette was left behind—alone, without guidance no direction. That’s when Core Frisk found him and took him in, becoming his caretaker and, over time, a guiding presence in his life.
As Palette grows, something begins to stir deep inside him. A feeling—persistent and unshakable—a call. It isn’t just a sound, but a pull, echoing through his soul his magic bubbling up forming things he does not understand yet. Though he’s never known another place, he’s aware that this one was never truly home.
He wants everyone to stay happy. He needs to make them happy. But to do so would mean staying where he is—and he can’t. There’s something out there waiting for him. A presence that feels like family. And the call... it doesn’t just beckon it weeps
A cry for help.
Core Frisk, ever intuitive, begins to understand as well. This moment was always meant to come. Maybe they’ve been holding Palette too close, for too long. It’s time for their paths to part—because they know where Palette is meant to go, even if it breaks their heart.
I been sick for a while so October 10 -17
I read way to many rogue au rewrites, inspiration decided to have fun with it. this took forever, but I like it well enough.
I got bored and did these
Originals and credits go to these:
Idk the creators names so can anybody tell me so I can change?
Don't worry! He is fine! Ink gived him chocolate milk after
Ink is doing his best, i swear...
Ink is doing his best, i swear...