A creator of chaos and suffering, you obeyed your own rules. Hopping from one AU to another, you’d have your fun before leaving the place and people in ruins. A “bad” ending of your timeline, unleashing your pain on the innocent. But, you knew better than to join those stupid groups of evil, you weren’t going to be someone dog..

MEANWHILE, IN THE REACTION ROOM…

Epic: “Huh? We’re reacting to that broski? Yikes. I’ve heard quite a bit from Core!Frisk about them.” Epic raised a non-existent eyebrow at your name, looking away awkwardly as he tried to keep his cheeky smile. He then got an idea, turning towards Cross. “Heya, bruh, didn’t ya fight them during that whole.. X-Event thingy?”

Cross: “Ugh, don’t remind me, bruh.” Cross huffed, crossing his arms before raising a hand up and inching his nose bridge. “They were such a hassle..”

Reaper: Reaper couldn’t help but agree with Cross when he said that, standing away from the others in order to not- well, accidentally kill them. “Tell me about it. They’ve been making both mine and my brother’s job so much harder..”

Color: Color stayed silent for a moment, closing his eye sockets for a second before reopening them, looking over at Reaper. “Jeez, that sounds tiring to deal with..”

Reaper: “It is..”

Creator: “That sounds like a you problem though, but eyes on the screen ya’ll!!” The Creator rolled their eyes, pointing their remote at the screen and playing the first video..