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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)
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."
Hello everyone. Here is the post for the official designs of NightTerror, DayDream, and Parasomnia. NightTerror and DayDream were originally called Sleep!Nightmare and Sleep!Dream, but I changed this so those are the official names. You may have seen it if you saw The Legend of the DreamVerse - “Parasomnia”. Make sure to go check it out but read the one on Dream and Nightmare first.
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...
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.)
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