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Just in case you missed meeting him, Here is Cryptic
A small snippet of information on him and the rest of the WeirdCoreTale crew.
There is still a great deal of missing information, what event set everything in motion, but we do know that WCTale ended after far too many runs, on the Surface. However, something changed in the original code, and the monsters there, were brought back to the Great War.
Unable to fathom the idea of not only all of his friends dying yet again, but this time, the last remaining chance for monster kind, Sans joined up alongside the royal guard and other like-minded monsters, and joined the ancient monsters lost to the annuals of history, in the fight.
He has fought a mage before, after all, wasn't Frisk one? Ruling their domain over time itself? Though, Frisk was a child, an untrained child.
The battle was gruesome, and as he fought, he witnessed so many fall, dusting, an event marked in time, unchanging it seemed, they would be forced Underground again.
And.. He couldn't. He could not see his brother's HoPe dashed, his friends' dying cries, the pain of magic searing his bones.
He snapped.
The mage he faced, a purple soul, vile beast of a human, and they called his kind monsters. Monsters had never sought out to destroy an entire species, but humans would, humans had, were these descendants of these very monsters, fighting for their lives, their freedom, not the only race of monsters to have faced humans? Where were the fae? The elven, the banshee, those beasts that took human form then turned with rise of the moon? Where went the bloodthirsty beasts of horror?
In hiding, perhaps. Or victims of a ruthless genocide. By any matter, humans had been the cause of so much suffering. It was here, now, so many years brought back before his Judge's eye, that he determined and weighed the soul of this mage.. and devoured her soul.
Bitter, ash in his mouth, copper on his tongue, and magic that should not mix with his own. The first eye opened.
Disoriented, he was nearly taken off his feet as his brother defended him, construct in hand, shouting jeers at the opponent and unfortunately, glancing back to check on the horrific scene of his own dear brother, Sans.
You could say, Papyrus lost his head.
Rage, and persistence burned within his tainted soul, his next foe, a Determination mage, soon followed his fellow to the earth. Acting without thought, Sans cast back a curtain of time, but he didn't know how to wield the magic, it was unnatural, warped, disgusting in how it oozed in against his own soul's true nature.
The second eye opened.
Time, he turned back time, again and again. Watching his brother fall to another mage, watching Toriel be torn apart, Undyne crushed beneath a horde of human Soldiers. This was not a fight they could win. This was never a fight they were supposed to win.
This. Was a massacre.
Pushed back. Underground, sealed away, the magic, however, was weaker now. Two mages short, but the code was written, and so it must be followed.
Monsters would be forced beneath ground, but now, there was a .. hiccup.. a glitch perhaps? A little bug in the code.
There was Sans, or how shall we call him now? Cryptic seemed good.. Ostracized by those around him, his family, his friends fallen to the hands of humans yet once more. He was the beast in the depths of the mountain, but this time, they would not await human souls to fall into their hands.
But we can talk about that story, at another time. You need only know this. They all returned to their proper place in time, but the Code remembered. And the Code, began to fail.
Yosa child : *falls through a portal* Waaaa!! *cries* help!! * is hiding behind Cryptic* that kid hit me*sniff*
Jasar child: *leaves the portal, is furious with Yosa*
Scule: How did this happen??
Cryptic: your okay now kid
Ash: Why are you 2 fighting??
They are all confused but still try to help TwT
ignore how wonky half of them are sdfdsjhkfdskjlfhsd
Finally done and they look amazing I loved doing the hair ^^
I have more confidence to draw hair now TwT
Hello everyone, I have finally finished Zaylos’s reference for his Ut form
This form would be used for all Ut related comics and drawing, he does have a original form which would only be used for original related content. This form will have and be tied in a comic that would be finished and started soon.
We also have a new member to add and he and Zaylos are almost always together. if Zaylos like being around him that’s a no, but that doesn’t stop him from hanging around him Meet Forester from a New au that he and Zaylos come from named Cryptic and just that.
Thank you for all your patience , i’m getting the references and comic done be fore hand that way you all can have a various amounts of things to look forward too. You are very cherished, Have a great day and stay safe out there every one.
Sans, I came here to warn you. There's a rogue Papyrus going around the multiverse. His only goal is to pick up and spin around with every Sans he finds. Watch your back. You could be next.
Same goes for you, Cryptic.
(Cryptic is avoiding for PTSD reasons[I need to write more lore on his ass omg])