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"And done." Said a dark low voice to himself. The owner of the voice was standing above a corpse of a woman with blood staning the woman's clothes.

"Anna Linderson, died 23.4.2016, death cause hallucinations witch lead to suicide." The man said to himself as he opened up a black circle portal and went trough it.

"Have fun in hell." The man said just before dissapearing completly. Anna Linderson was a 24 years old woman that had done a great sin. She and her husband had a healthy baby child and everything seemed normal. However, the young mother wasn't ready for a child, and one night while her husband was sleeping, Anna couldn't bear hearing the baby cry anymore and stuffed a pillow in the baby's face, suffocating the young child. After killing the child, she placed the baby close to the sleeping husband, making the husband think that he had killed his child on accident by rolling over the baby. The husband was put in jail for child murder and still lives in grieve and regret, thinking that he killed his beloved baby. Not long after the husband went to jail, the woman started seeing hallucinations about her dead child and grieving husband in jail. The hallucinations got to her and she commented suicide out of regret.

Now that Anna Linderson's soul has been reaped, Sans, or as many others know Death, was basicly free for the rest of the day. Well, he still had work to do, but that Anna was a complete mood killer and Death was too lazy to do anymore work. So what does Death do when bored? Goes to meet Life of course!

"Sup Tori?" Death said, appearing out of nowhere in front of Life, or also known as queen Toriel.

"Sans, you scared me!" Life said with a gentle tone, suprised but happy of Death's sudden visit. 

"Sorry Tori, I didn't mean to scare you to DEATH." Death said, making Life giggle because of the terrible pun. Some may wonder, how two excatly opposites became close friends like this? Well, it all started decades ago.

The actual god of death didn't want to do all the work himself, so he needed to create a "son" to help him with his work. Creating a child, especially out of black magic was illegal among gods, but did the god of death care? No. So he created a child to do all his work. At first the child was unwilling. The small child didn't want to hurt or kill anyone, no matter what. The child was...innocent. Kinda ironic, right? And because the god of death couldn't have a innocent child like that do all his work, he created hallucinations with his power. He made the child of pure chaos and destruction see hallucinations about suffering humans and monster that the child had to kill to free them of the pain. The child did that for hours and hours, tears falling out of his black eyes until there were no tears to set anymore. After days and days of this torture, the child was finally let free of the hallucinations, and that's when he started his work. He realized that no matter what he would do, he would still be a monster. Just a beast that could only bring chaos and pain to others.

No matter where he went, no matter what he touched, it would die. Everything living would die just by one small touch. It didn't matter if it was grass, wood, plants or humans. Even some gods wouldn't survive his touch. He was lonely. And after countless killings, he got an death scythe. It was purely made of souls that he has reaped. Souls that didn't have any place in heaven or hell. The lost souls. 

*Lost souls will be explained better during the story later on

Death's scythe is long and has dead flowers in the handle. The blade is grey-ish and has small amount of rust. It is heavy, but Death learned to use it without problem over time. Now he was basically unstopable. Well, he already was kind of unstopable, but now even more so. And then he got long black wings! Death was experiencing with his black magic that allowed him to make portals and cursed his touch. He thought that if he was able to get some black magic out of his body, maybe he would be able to touch living things! Well, it didn't work out. It only made him more powerful and the only good thing it did was that his precence would be easier to hide now. His magic created big long wings on his back, so big that he couldn't even be in a simple classroom with them open without breaking anything. So he learned to hide them. Now that he was so powerful, he didn't have to worry other gods trying to stop him from doing his job.

*The balance will be explained fully later on in the story

1200 years from getting his wings, Death met Life. It was inside a hospital. A woman was giving birth, but the woman wouldn't be able to survive it. It was pure bad luck that both of them were at the same place at the same time. Obviously Life tried to stop Death, but was unsuccesful. They hated eachother. Life hated Death because Death killed her beautiful creations. Death hated Life for always tipping off the balance, forcing Death to do his work. They couldn't be in eachothers precense at the same time for over 5 seconds without fighting. But for some reason meeting eachother again and again made them question eachothers intentions. They talked and learned more about eachother, growing closer, and soon they were bestfriends. However, they never dared to touch eachother. They didn't know what would happen if they did that. There were many possibilities and most of them wouldn't end well.

Back to the present.....

"Tori, I've been thinking...." Death started saying, floating over Life as Life was tending her big garden.

"Yes?" Life questioned, curios about what was on Death's mind.

"Is it possible to travel into fully different multiverse?"

Life almost choked on her own spit, looking at Death with wide eyes.

"W-What do you mean by that?!" Life asked with shocked look on her face. Where did this come for?

"I mean...there's AU's, right? So I was thinking.....what if I was able to travel into a fully different multiverse where things would be different. Like, maybe an multiverse that doesn't have this balance...." Death explained to Life, unsure if this was actually a good idea.

"I mean....you are very powerful. Stronger than any of your versions even if it may not seem like that. I think that you might be able to do it. But why would you want to?" Life said, supportive of Death's idea, but still a bit unsure of Death's intentions.

"I just wanted to take a small vacation. Maybe kill a couple of human on the way." Death explained, already knowing what kind of reaction Life would show next.

"ABSOLUTLY NOT!! WHAT IF THE BALANCE WILL BREAK WHILE YOU ARE NOT DOING YOUR WORK HERE?! OR IF YOU TRIGGER SOMETHING ON THE OTHER MULTIVERSE THAT YOU KNOW NOTHING OF!!!" Life yelled with a panicked and scolding tone. Already knowing that if Death actually tried it, she would not be able to stop him. But she still didn't want Death to do reckless things like that, so she needed talk Death out of it and fast.

"Yeah, your right Tori. Going to do my work now, see ya!" Death said fast, dissapearing before Life would be able to say anything at all. He was going to do it, wouldn't he?

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"Let's test this out!" Said Death with a dangerous smirk. He put all the magic he could in one portal and stepped trough it, hoping that his power was enough to transfer him into a whole different world if he wanted to enough. Just as he stepped in the portal, the portal closed behind him and came a blinding light. The light was so blinding that Death had to shield his eyes from it.

The blinding light dissapeard and Death was able to see again. He was standing in front of a shop named 'UNDERTAKER'. Looking around himself, Death noticed that he was in a bust street of apperently London. The year seemeed to be 1900 something. Thankfully, Death was hiding his precence at the moment. It would've been complete chaos if he was seen by mortals at the moment.

The big question on Death's head at the moment was, did he succeed? Was he able to go into a different multiverse, or did he just go back in time? No wait, it wasn't possible that he would've gone back in time, he could do that without a problem, so it wouldn't take this much energy. Must be a different multiverse, but it looks so indifferent. Then again, Death hasn't really moved anywhere so he couldn't judge just yet. Deciding to step into the, apperently shop in front of him, he floated a bit off of the ground, opening and closing the door. The bell ringed to Death's annoyes, but it didn't matter much since no one was looking at the door and he was still hiding his precense. Thankfully Death floated off of the ground a bit before stepping in the shop, otherwise the wooden floor would've gone black and break because of Death's touch.

Looking around the shop, Death noticed that it was full of coffins and some coffins even had bodies in them. Was this fate that he stepped just into this shop?

Death took out his phone and took a picture of himself, making peace sign with his fingers.

'Travelled to a different multiverse and accidently went first in a coffin shop lol' Reaper typed in the caption and posted in Multitub. Multitub was a place where all the people from different AU's could share and like different pictures and videos. You could even follow people! However, the only people Death follows are Ink, Error, Fresh, Geno and Life. Not even a minute after his post, Reaper's phone blew up with notifications. Most were from Ink and Error, but there were bunch of comments from others too. Ignoring all the comments that were full of "HOW?!", "WHY?!" and "GET BACK HERE!!", Death shut off his phone and put it away. Looking around the shop again, Death saw something that caught his eyes. He floated closer to the object and was about to touch it when he heard a kinda high piched and funny voice.

"I wouldn't touch that if I were you hehehee..." The voice said. Death turned around in suprise, seeing a taller male. The male was about 6'3 feet tall while Death was only 5'4. The man had long white/grey hair, some of it covering his eyes. He also seemed to have some scars in his face and was wearing a long sleeved robe. Death looked a bit shocked for a second and then his face went back to a relaxed look. This man was not an mortal, mortals can't see him unless he wants show himself or reaps their soul. The strange man seemed to figure out too that Death wasn't normal either when he saw Death floating a little bit off the ground. The man looked a shocked, unable to say anything.

"Heh, cat got your tongue?" Death said, succesfully snapping the taller male back to reality.

"Heehee, your not so oridinary, are you? My name is Undertaker dear, what about you?" Undertaker said to the smaller male, slightly wary of the other person in the room.

"Names Death. You own this shop?" Death answered Undertaker. Again, Undertaker looked a bit shocked about Death's name, but this time Death didn't have to say anything to Undertaker for him to snap out of it.

"Yes, I own this shop. I'm curios, what are you exactly?" Undertaker answered Death's question, walking closer to Death.

"Isn't it kinda obvious? I'm a grimm reaper. Death himself." Death said casually, not even a bit wary about telling this to the taller male. Death could always just kill the other one or leave the multiverse and no one would believe Undertaker.

"That's funny....You look nothing like an oridinary grimm reaper!" Undertaker pointed out, fully believing Death but still a bit wary.

"Oh, this multiverse has grimm reapers too? How do they look like?" Death questioned curiously, wanting to know more about the matter.

"They have green eyes and bad eye sight, they usually use glasses." Undertaker explained, coming even closer Death. I mean, how could he keep himself from taking a closer look at the shorter male who claims to be death himself. It's not like Undertaker doesn't believe Death, it's just that he's a lot more different from other grimm reapers, and he even floats so casually!

"Oh, I see." Death said, looking at the floor a bit before looking back at Undertaker. Seeing that Undertaker was about to touch Death, Death tried to warn him, he was just too late. Undertaker touched Death's cheeck and it was like the time stopped for Death. Undertaker didn't die? Death knew that Undertaker isn't a normal human, but even some gods die from his touch, so how was Undertaker still alive? Not long after, Undertaker put another hand to his other cheeck and started studying the smaller male's face for some reason. However, Undertaker wasn't able to study Death's face long when Death's body started to viberate. No one has every touched Death so long, and it has been forever since he was touched, so his body started to viberate from the touch. Undertaker immeadly let go of Death's face and took a step back.

"Are you okay?" Undertaker questioned, tilting his head a bit.

"Yes, I am fine. That was just unexcepted." Death said as his body stopped viberating. He took a deep breath and realized that he craved for the touch again, though he wouldn't admin it at the moment.

"How are you not dead?" Death questioned, floating a bit closer to Undertaker, studying Undertaker in return. Undertaker had a frown on his face, not understanding Death's words. As if knowing what Undertaker was thinking, Death stopped floating for a moment and touched the wooden floor a bit, starting to float again. The wood that Reaper slightly touched turned completly black, giving out not a long after. This was the third time that Undertaker was shocked today.

"I've got a DEADLY touch, heh. It basically kills all living." Death explained, looking around the shop again out of boredom. After a bit Undertaker's frown turned into a small smile and he started giggling into his sleeves. Death looked at Undertaker with a confiused look. 

"I think that we'll get along just fine." Undertaker said as he stopped giggling and smiled at Death.

Death didn't have a good feeling about this....