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Just to clear thing these Draven guy are Sorn from alternative universe but all of them are name Draven
Fantasy Draven - N!Draven he come from FPE fantasy AU world ( the one that do magic and have hero from another world something right that)
?Draven- U!Draven he come from ???? Universe (not FPE)
Post apocalyptic Draven - G!Draven He come from FPE world that are now apocalypse cause the country exchange nuke too each other he got mutated by radiation and become a Mutant monster, he can no longer talk he is just had a little animal instinct
Draven [FPE advanced AU]- R!Draven he come from FPE advanced (why pick this AU?, cause I love it)
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Some where in SCP Universe :
In the middle of the ocean stood a lone island own by a one of the most Important persons in the Foundation and the world
In A small, living room. A round table sits in the center, with three chairs occupied by different versions of the same person—each with wildly different experiences and forms.
Silence over the house...why? Easy because they is 2 of- sorry 4 Of his counterparts/Alternative (whatever you like to call it) self from The other universe in front of him
and to make matters worse?, all of them are name Draven……..f**k
At the table sits N!Draven, looking the most human, save for his horns and tail, dressed in casual attire, arms crossed with a look of curiosity and mild concern. Across from him is G!Draven, a towering, mutated beast with glowing radioactive scars, spiked wings folded awkwardly behind his chair, and a massive tail coiled around the chair legs to avoid breaking anything. His glowing green eyes scan the room, despite his lack of speech.
Finally, there's Sorn, clad in his usual clothes , sitting back with a casual but tired expression, arms resting on the table, his weapon propped up against the chair. He looks at the two......HIM with an unreadable expression, but it's clear he's already internally judging this situation.
A moment of silence. G!Draven slowly blinks, his radioactive glow pulsing slightly from his chest. Sorn just........sighs.
"(Eyeing G!Draven) ...Okay, not to be rude, but WHAT happened to me—uh, you?" N!Draven finally speak, looking at G!Draven up and down
G!Draven just Stares His tail twitches. He blinks, then tilts his head like a curious animal.
"He got nuked." Sorn say carelessly
"...Nuked?" N!Draven with puzzling voice
"Yep." Sorn Taps the table casually. "And from the look of things,he didn't die. Which is honestly impressive."
G!Draven Still staring He lets out a deep, guttural huff that sounds like a mix of an exhale and a growl
"Wait, wait, hold on—how are you even alive?! Shouldn't that have, you know, KILLED you?!" N! Draven
G!Draven Shrugs slightly. Then taps his own chest with a claw, then mimics a small explosion with his hands. Then points at himself and gives a "what can you do?" expression.
"Yeah, he gets it." Sorn nob approvingly
"THAT EXPLAINS NOTHING." N!Draven Yell at Sorn
G!Draven Shrugs again. He then picks up a cup of water from the table, tilts his head, and drinks it... somehow. The water immediately sizzles from radiation.
"I like him. Straight to the point." Sorn say and quickly take the cup away and drop it in his Pocket dimension inventory "but don't do that again. I don't want my house to become a hazard zone"
"Okay, so I'm guessing my world's the most normal? I just go around being an adventure, no nuclear wastelands, no weird supernatural insanity... just a good old-fashioned adventure."N! Draven say trying to make sense of the situation
"You ever fight anomalies?" Sorn Leans forward slightly.
"Uh... are The mythological creature count?" N!Draven
"You ever fight a library that eats people?" Sorn give N!Draven a Deadpan stare.
"...No?" N!Draven
"Ever had to contain a haunted amusement park that turns out is a dimensional dungeons full of twisted Monster?" Sorn continue
"...What the actual—"N!Draven
"Ever had to stop a kid who can rewrite reality by thinking?" Sorn
"STOP—" N!Draven
G!Draven Tilts his head, then mimics an explosion again, pointing at himself like, 'I've been through worse.'
"He gets it." Sorn nods
"STOP SAYING THAT!" N!Draven yell again
N!Draven let out a sighs, rubbing his temples. "Okay, okay. So, uh... what do you guys do for fun?"
"For Me is playing a game is what I do for fun" Sorn turn his head away and say Quietly "it help me a lot with a stress"
"what was that?" N!Draven ask
"Nothing!" Sorn say quickly and turn to G!Draven "What about you big guy?"
G!Draven Stares. Then slowly, very slowly, points at himself... then mimes rolling into a ball and crashing into things.
"Your fun is... crashing into stuff?" N!Draven, Pauses
G!Draven Nods his head. His tail wags slightly.
"Honestly? Same. Just please not in the house" Sorn warns
"I... I need saner versions of myself." N!Draven rub his face
Sorn Gesturing at himself. "Wrong multiverse for that buddy, and am also the sane one like you too, you know?"
G!Draven Grunts in agreement Or at least it SOUNDS like agreement.
"Speak of wish. Where is the other two anyway?" N!Draven look around "I thought there were five of us”
"The one that look like you bit on steroid goes through the window over there" Sorn say. Pointing at the broken window "So the Older version of Us volunteered to go get him"
"Ok.......Sooo..." N!Draven started "You, uh, doing okay there, big guy?"
G!Draven tilted his head, blinking slowly, before exhaling a short, raspy breath through his nose. And then show a thumbs up, He didn't feel like answering. But he did anyway
Sorn smirked. "He understands, but I think he's past the point of wanting to hold a conversation."
At that moment, the front door slammed open, and a Older Draven that Definitely gone through all lot stumbled in, dragging another struggling Draven by the back of his shirt in, but this one is taller, Stronger and had a glowing red aura around him and a wing behind his back compared to N!Draven
"LET GO, YOU OLD MAN!" U!Draven yelled, his red aura flickering like an unstable glitch in reality.
R!Draven growled, his voice gravelly and laced with exhaustion. "You—stop—struggling. You nearly knocked over the mountain near by You little S*it!" R!Draven throw U!Draven at the seat and lock him with his hand "buddy hell, I don't remember being THIS energic when I was young"
Sorn turn his head to the door "There you are wonder where you are going" and sip a coffee
N!Draven stood up. "Hold on—so you're me, but with some weird, time-bending anime nonsense?" He pointed at U!Draven, who grinned.
"Hell yeah, I am. And I'm also the coolest." U!Draven Stretching his chest
"You sure? Wanna bet?" Sorn look at U!Draven with glowing Eye and release a little pressure at him
".....Never mind, you are no fun! Man!" U!Draven flinch a little but than quickly turn back to his usual cheerfulness
"And you..........What the hell have you been through?, Older me?" U!Draven turn to R!Draven
".......one word, WAR " R!Draven stayed silent for a moment before answering in a low, tired voice, That single word made the air in the room grow heavier.
"Dang, A War?" Sorn muttered, his sharp eyes trailing over R!Draven's body. He could see the scars now—thick, jagged, some old and faded, others fresher. His body was a map of battles fought and survived. "No wonder your body look like that"
G!Draven stepped closer, tilting his massive head as he examined the scars. His glowing green eyes narrowed in something close to sadness, and before anyone could react, he leaned in—his massive tongue flicking out toward R!Draven's arm.
"Woah! No licking, buddy!" R!Draven barked, pushing G!Draven back with a laugh. "Thanks for worrying, but I'm already used to it." His voice softened as he absentmindedly ran his claws over the scars.
G!Draven let out a deep snort, a strange mix of a grunt and a growl, but there was amusement in the sound. His tail swayed lazily, tapping against the floor.
"See? Even radioactive me agrees." R!Draven chuckled and reached up, scratching G!Draven's chin. The massive beast practically melted under the touch, letting out a pleased rumble.
Sorn sighed, "God these ME,Ok let get to the point" Sorn stands up from his seat At his full height "What did you guy do to Cross the Whole Multiverse in to my House?" It wasn't until he glanced up—way up—something clicked in his brain.
‘Wait a f*cking minute!’ Sorn Screams inside finally noice it
He turned to N!Draven, then R!Draven, then to G!Draven, and finally to U!Draven, tilting his head slightly.
Sorn ask "Why the hell are all of you so damn tall?" And then look at U!Draven "And why the hell you are the only One WITH A NECK!"
The four Dravens exchanged glances before looking down at him. Finally noticing it too
U!Draven who was grinning look down "Dunno, man. Why are you so short?"
Sorn's eye twitched.
"I'M NOT SHORT. I'M 6'3"!!, This IS NORMAL HUMAN HEIGHT!" Sorn Stomping his feet in anger "HECK AM TALLER THAN MOST HUMAN IN THIS WORLD!"
R!Draven give Sorn a deadpan expression "That's cute."
G!Draven let out a deep, rumbling growl that sounded suspiciously like amusement.
"Bro, (snickering) you're like a student height in our world." N!Draven let out a snicker voice
They all towered over him like he was some kind of high schooler standing next to a group of professional basketball players.
Sorn mumbling "I swear, it's like karma is paying me back for bragging my height to other..."
U!Draven mockingly pats Sorn's head "Don't worry, little guy. You'll grow one day."
Sorn immediately smacked his hand away "I will break your fingers."
R!Draven grinding "Oh? Wanna test that theory?"
Sorn: (exasperated) "NO. I just want to see something. Line up."
The Dravens blinked at him.
N!Draven "What, for a mugshot?"
Sorn: "No, for a height comparison. I need to confirm just how ridiculous this is."
After a bit of grumbling, the Dravens finally lined up from tallest to 'shortest':
G!Draven– 13'4"
R!Draven – 11'9"
U!Draven – 11'4"
N!Draven – 11'3"
Sorn – 6'3" (and fuming about it)
"This is so messed up." Sorn staring up at them
As Sorn finished his miserable height comparison, something clicked in his head again. He narrowed his eyes at the lineup of giant Dravens... and really looked at them.
Then, he noticed it again.
"Hold up, am not done" Sorn put his hand up
All four Dravens paused—well, three of them did, N!Draven, R!Draven, and G!Draven all turned to him. U!Draven was busy fidgeting like he had just downed three energy drinks.
Sorn squinted, his brain catching onto something that made no damn sense "Where the hell are your necks?"
Silence.
The three neckless Dravens blinked at him in perfect unison, their massive frames unnervingly still.
R!Draven's voice was flat. "What?"
"Your. Necks." Sorn emphasized, jabbing a finger at them. "You don't have them."
To prove his point, he gestured toward U!Draven, who, unlike the others, had a perfectly normal (albeit muscular) neck. Then he pointed at himself.
"See? Me and ADHD over there have them."
U!Draven grinned. "Hell yeah, I'm a neck-haver."
G!Draven tilted his floating head slightly, letting out a deep, rumbling noise that sounded both inquisitive and mildly amused.
R!Draven just sighed, arms crossing over his scarred chest. "...Okay. And?"
Sorn stared at him in disbelief. "And?! How are your heads just floating like that?!"
N!Draven shrugged, utterly unbothered. "Gravity."
Sorn nearly choked. "THAT ISN'T HOW GRAVITY WORKS."
R!Draven raised a brow. "Well, in your world, maybe."
Sorn blinked. "You mean to tell me that in your worlds, heads just—just float without necks?!"
"Well actually some of the people from our world had neck some of them don't, so Yeah," R!Draven confirmed, not even hesitating.
"You want my advice?, life is a lot less stressful once you stop questioning the whos, hows, wheres, whats and whys. To be honest " N!Draven added with a casual nod.
G!Draven let out a nonchalant grunt, as if this was the most natural thing in existence.
Sorn felt his sanity slipping. "And this doesn't bother you? Not even a little bit?"
R!Draven smirked. "I mean it does at first, but when you just stop thinking about it it just work"
Sorn dragged a hand down his face. "Okay, okay, let me get this straight—you guys just have different physics in your worlds?"
N!Draven shrugged. "Different rules of nature, actually."
Sorn threw his hands up. "WHAT KIND OF RULES REMOVE NECKS?!"
R!Draven grinned. "Efficient ones."
G!Draven let out a guttural noise that somehow sounded like agreement.
Sorn took a step back. "I am never visiting your worlds."
U!Draven snickered. "Bro, same."
Sorn side-eyed him. "You don't count. You have a neck."
"Say that to the guy with the weirdest body here," U!Draven shot back, tilting his head as he gave Sorn a once-over.
Sorn frowned. "The hell's that supposed to mean?"
U!Draven gestured at him vaguely. "I mean, look at you! All... detailed. Muscles, shading, realistic proportions—you look like you walked out of some high-budget RPG cutscene."
Sorn blinked. "...And?"
"And we—" U!Draven motioned toward the other Dravens, who just stood there, their heads still floating—"look like cartoon characters! I mean, look at us! Thick outlines, exaggerated features, no necks—" he gestured wildly at R!Draven, who just rolled his eyes. "You're the one that stands out!"
Sorn Pause for a second and look at his body and then the other, than let out exhaled sharply, with a small shrug, he admitted "Fair enough."
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"Okay, now!" Sorn exhaled, dragging over a few chairs. The wooden legs scraped against the floor as he motioned for the four Dravens to sit. "Let's settle this quickly before I lose more brain cells."
The Dravens exchanged looks. Well, three of them did—G!Draven just let his head tilt in the air like a confused dog before finally lowering himself into a chair.
Sorn pointed at him first. "You."
G!Draven blinked, his glowing green eyes focused on Sorn as his massive form sat unnervingly still.
"You're a radioactive mutant monster, right?" Sorn continued.
G!Draven gave a slow, deliberate nod.
"Right. So, was your world like... dead?" Sorn asked, narrowing his eyes. "I mean, no offense, man—I'm not trying to piss you off—I just wanna know if it was apocalyptic or not."
G!Draven was silent for a moment. Then, with a deep, rumbling voice, he simply nod
Sorn sighed, rubbing his temples. "Of course it is."
U!Draven leaned forward on the table, grinning. "I mean, look at him. Radioactive aura, glowing green veins, floating head, dragon-sized claws— what kinda world would he come from? Candyland?"
G!Draven let out a low, guttural growl, his tail swishing behind him like an annoyed cat.
"Okay, okay, just confirming," Sorn muttered, raising his hands in surrender. "Next, You" Point at N!Normal Next
He pointed at N!Draven, who sat with his arms crossed, one brow raised in mild curiosity.
"You're a homeless adventurer, right?" Sorn asked.
N!Draven smirked, tilting his head slightly. "I prefer the term 'wandering free spirit.' Sounds cooler."
Sorn deadpanned. "That's just a fancy way of saying homeless."
N!Draven shrugged. "Maybe. But at least I don't have to pay rent."
U!Draven snickered. "Damn, he's got a point."
R!Draven add "And tax"
U!Draven pointed at him. "That too."
Sorn waved a hand dismissively. "I just need to get my facts straight. So, what's your backstory and world like? Any crazy wars? Apocalypses? Floating-head physics?"
N!Draven leaned back in his chair, resting his hands behind his head with a lazy smirk. "Nah, nothing too wild. Just a regular ol' world—y'know, with magic, monsters, demons, gods, half-gods…" He paused, then chuckled. "Huh. Now that I say it out loud, that is a lot."
Sorn raised an eyebrow. "So just your standard over-the-top fantasy world. Got it."
N!Draven grinned. "And as for me? I was born into a noble house—one of the big, prestigious dragon families." His smile faltered for a second, but he waved it off. "Until I got disowned. Turns out, being born without wings is real bad PR for a dragon family. So, y'know, shame of the bloodline, black mark on their legacy—all that fun stuff."
Sorn stared at him. "…Damn. That sucks."
R!Draven crossed his arms. "Agreed."
U!Draven let out a gruff, guttural noise. "Typical noble 'pure family' nonsense."
G!Draven growled, claws lightly scraping the table in irritation.
But N!Draven just shrugged, still smirking. "Eh, tell me about it. But honestly? Not sad about it. Best thing that ever happened to me. I ran off and never looked back, and now I'm actually living my life instead of being stuck in their little cage."
Sorn exhaled, shaking his head. "Alright, so no neck-breaking physics—'cause none of you have necks—but you've got divine entities, magic, and monsters running around?"
"Yeah, pretty much." N!Draven stretched, looking way too relaxed for someone talking about a world that sounded like a deathtrap. "But hey, I just go where the wind takes me. Exploring ruins, slaying beasts, helping out towns, making a name for myself…" He grinned. "The usual."
"..........you know what am taking all that explanation enough " Sorn rubbing his face and Point to R!Draven Next " You.......are a soldier am I Correct?"
R!Draven stared at Sorn for a moment before letting out a tired sigh. "Yeah. To be fair I was a Commander."
Sorn squinted. "Was?"
R!Draven leaned back in his chair, crossing his arms. "War's over. I ended it. Now, I farm."
U!Draven choked on water "You what?!"
R!Draven shrugged "I farm. I teach. I live in peace. Simple as that"
Sorn blinked. "Hold on. You—the towering war hero commander—just retired to become a farmer?"
R!Draven nodded. "Damn right."
N!Draven let out a whistle. "Damn. That's a plot twist if I've ever heard one."
Sorn ran a hand down his face. "You—the guy who led armies, crushed enemies, and probably changed the entire fate of your world—just decided one day to drop everything and start plowing fields?"
R!Draven shrugged again. "What else was there to do? No war left to fight. No enemies left standing. I had a choice—cling to a title that no longer mattered, or walk away."
U!Draven leaned forward. "And teaching? How'd that happen?"
A small smirk played on R!Draven's lips. "Farming gets boring sometimes. Figured I'd put my experience to good use. Kids these days need to learn more than just passing tests. They need to survive"
N!Draven snorted. "So instead of battlefield strategies, you're teaching kids how to plant crops?"
R!Draven lifted a brow. "Do you know how much strategy goes into a proper farm? Soil management, irrigation, pest control—it's like preparing for war, except the enemy is nature itself."
Sorn pointed at him. "That is the most war-hero way to describe farming I've ever heard."
R!Draven chuckled. "Also, I teach them philosophy."
U!Draven's eyes widened. "Wait—you're that kind of teacher?"
R!Draven nodded. "I teach them how to think. How to outmaneuver life. How to bullshit their way out of a bad situation. And, of course, self-defense. Can't have them dying before graduation."
Sorn opened his mouth, then closed it. He turned to the others. "Is it just me, or does this sound like the most overpowered teacher to ever exist?"
G!Draven, who had been silent the whole time, rumbled in amusement.
N!Draven shook his head. "Nah, bro. His students are definitely cracked."
R!Draven smirked. "They will survive."
"Wait, WAIT what! do you mean Dying before Graduation?" Sorn Suddenly turn his head back
R!Draven sighed and leaned back. "Exactly what I said."
Sorn blinked. "You mean literally?"
N!Draven and G!Draven both nodded.
U!Draven cackled. "Bro, their schools are built different."
Sorn looked between them. "You're telling me if a student fails a test—"
N!Draven cut in "—they die .**"
G!Draven Who silently ran a clawed finger across his throat in a neck-cutting gesture.
Sorn's eye twitched. "And the teachers just let that happen?"
R!Draven sighed. "Some of them encourage it. Some eat the students who fail"
Sorn slammed his hands on the table. "WHAT THE HELL KIND OF EDUCATION SYSTEM IS THAT?!"
U!Draven wiped a tear from his eye. "Bro, imagine failing math and getting eaten for it"
N!Draven shrugged. "Eh, It's just... motivational reinforcement "
Sorn buried his face in his hands. "That's not motivation, that's a death game disguised as school!"
R!Draven smirked. "Which is why I teach survival skills. My students? They don't die. Ever."
Sorn looked up at him. "You mean to tell me that you're running an underground resistance against the entire education system of your world?"
R!Draven took a sip of his drink, Scratching his head "well.........when you put it that way."
N!Draven clapped his hands. "And he's winning."
Sorn pointed wildly at all three of them. "THIS! AM SAYING THIS RIGHT HERE! I'm never setting foot in any of your schools!"
U!Draven's eyes narrowed as he leaned forward, a hint of mischief playing at the corners of his lips. "What about you, Sorn? You haven't told us about your world yet."
His voice dropped, a tone of challenge creeping in. "How does it stack up against ours?"
Sorn paused, his fingers drumming on the armrest of his chair. His world? It wasn't nearly as chaotic as theirs, but it had its own problems—just not the end of the universe type. He shifted uncomfortably, rubbing the back of his neck. He wasn't entirely sure how to explain it without sounding like a broken record.
"Well, it's... modern," he began slowly, his eyes flicking between the Dravens. "Like, you know, today's world. No crazy apocalypses or floating heads, thankfully."
He leaned back in his chair, casting his gaze to the ceiling, as if gathering his thoughts. "We have technology, people go about their daily lives, and yeah, we have some strange stuff—science experiments gone wrong, weird anomalies, and some chaos... but nothing on the scale you guys are dealing with. People just... live their lives, mostly."
He waved a hand dismissively. "We don't get the heroic type of stuff every day, unless you count some weird underground organizations and a bunch of kids with strange abilities."
He chuckled awkwardly, rubbing his chin. "But compared to you guys? It's tame ."
’Until it F*cking doesn’t, 7 years ago’ Sorn think angrily
R!Draven who was always keen on his sharp sensing noticed the sudden darkening of Sorn expression. It wasn’t like Sorn to let his anger show so clearly, especially when he was usually so controlled, his eyes narrowing.
’He is hidden something’ R!Draven think to him self
Sorn's eyes met U!Draven's, his voice growing more serious. "I guess in the end, it's just... normal. No death by failing grades,No reality-ending catastrophes, no cities wiped out overnight, and definitely no giant floating heads deciding students’ fates. Just the usual—work, money, and the occasional anomaly the Foundation has to deal with., just... a lot of running around, doing your own thing, living how you like."
"So what makes you special, Sorn? You don’t have powers like us.” N!Draven
“…I’am rich” Sorn say in short, deadpan delivery
U!Draven blinked. “That’s it? You’re just rich?”
Sorn gave him a flat look. “Ridiculously rich.”
N!Draven stared at him. "No way. How rich are we talking?"
Sorn sighed. “Let’s put it this way—I bought this island with my lunch money, and I still get a stupidly large paycheck from the Foundation just for existing.”
R!Draven raised a brow. “They pay you just to exist?”
“They pay me because I solve their problems,” Sorn corrected. “When something goes wrong, I fix it. When some eldritch horror needs negotiating with, they send me. When some idiot MADscientist Do something Stupid , I Fix it.”
He leaned back, stretching. “And I get paid very well for it.”
N!Draven exhaled. “Man. You really are different from us.”
Sorn smirked. “Told you. My world’s tame. But my bank account isn’t.”
Sorn's eyes flickered with amusement as he shifted his attention to the last Draven. "Okay, now, the last one," he said, a teasing edge to his voice. " You ."
U!Draven, the one who seemed just a little bit different from the rest, raised an eyebrow, his glowing eyes narrowing in curious intrigue. Unlike the others he look like N!Draven just taller and had a growing familiar Red aura had a wing and not to mention a deep, burning red Crystal like diamond on his Forehead
‘Wait.......’ Sorn eye wide in disbelief
U!Draven grind and clapped his hand together "Well well gentlemen It finally my turn"
U!Draven clear his throat "Long ago there was two Races Who Ruled over the earth—"
‘OH FUCK NO!,IT THAT UNIVERSE !’ Sorn scream inside his own head when the realization set in
U!Draven continue "Human and Monster, One day! A war broke out between the two race—"
Sorn couldn't take it anymore. He jumped up from his seat, his voice rising as he shouted, "STOP! JUST STOP!"
The room froze. The sudden outburst made everyone halt and turn their heads in confusion.
N!Draven scowled, clearly dissatisfied with the interruption. "What the hell, Sorn? He was just getting started!"
R!Draven frowned, his expression turning more serious as he tried to gauge Sorn's reaction.
G!Draven tilted his head, making a low grunt of confusion, his glowing eyes blinking in quiet curiosity
Sorn than say "I know did is unbelievable, but I know what his world is......."
The words hung in the air for a moment, causing everyone in the room to blink in confusion. U!Draven, however, looked more confused than anyone else, his brow furrowing as he tried to make sense of what Sorn was saying.
Sorn's steps were slow, deliberate, as he walked toward U!Draven, his gaze unwavering."I need you to do something for me"
U!Draven blinked, still processing. "OK? What is it?"
Sorn took another deep breath, his expression growing more serious. "Show me your SOUL ..."
The words struck like lightning. U!Draven froze, his usual mischievous demeanor vanishing in an instant. His eyes widened slightly, and he stepped back a fraction, a mixture of confusion and surprise crossing his face.
"How did you kno—" U!Draven started to ask, his voice trailing off in shock. He was clearly taken aback by the request—and even more so by the fact that Sorn knew something so personal.
"JUST SHOW ME!" Sorn's voice cut through the tension like a blade, his urgency clear.
U!Draven hesitated for a brief moment, his usual cocky grin replaced with something more guarded, more wary. But after a long pause, he complied. His body shimmered, and before Sorn's eyes, a strange and beautiful manifestation of his soul appeared.
Two heart-shaped souls, perfectly overlapping, hovered before them, one is blue mix green points down the other one is crimson Red points UP
The first was a deep, crimson red, its tip pointing downward, pulsating with a steady rhythm, full of raw power and burning intensity. The second heart, a greenish-blue hue, pointed upward, swirling with a calming yet chaotic energy. The two hearts seemed to balance one another—one fierce, one fluid—yet their overlap made them one, unified.
N!Draven blinked a few times, looking genuinely surprised. "Well... that's... different," he muttered, scratching his head. His tone was a mix of disbelief and curiosity, trying to make sense of the strange sight. "Ain't never seen anything like that before." He rubbed his chin thoughtfully, clearly intrigued by the unusual design.
R!Draven's frown deepened as he stared at the overlapping hearts, his expression hardening slightly. His arms remained crossed, but there was a hint of wariness in his eyes, as if he were unsure how to process the reveal.
"So that's what's been keeping you together all this time?" His voice was low, almost contemplative, as though he was looking at something much deeper than just the manifestation of U!Draven's soul.
G!Draven let out a low grunt, his glowing green eyes narrowing as he stepped forward, tilting his head as he examined the two souls. He seemed to be trying to understand them, the tails of his massive frame swishing behind him. After a moment, he gave a deep, rumbling growl of approval, almost as if recognizing the significance of what was in front of him.
Sorn's eyes locked onto the display. It wasn't just a soul; it was a reflection of who U!Draven was—his determination , his inner conflict, and perhaps, even his untamed will to survive.
Sorn leans backward and said “ Undertale ”
U!Draven's eyes widened in confusion, his usual bravado faltering for the first time in a long while. "W-What?" he stammered, his voice betraying a rare crack in his usual confidence.
Sorn's expression remained dark, his gaze never leaving U!Draven. "Your world... it exists in my world. As a video game." He spoke the words slowly, as if weighing each one carefully, the weight of the revelation sinking in.
The room fell into a heavy, suffocating silence. The three other Dravens exchanged looks, clearly unsure of how to react.
N!Draven's brow furrowed, trying to make sense of it. "Wait, you mean to tell me... this," he gestured vaguely to U!Draven and the whole situation, "is all just some kinda... game to your world?"
"....."Sorn
R!Draven's face remained impassive, though his eyes narrowed. "That's... impossible. You're telling me that my entire existence, my struggles, THEIR SACRIFICES,.........all of it's just someone's game?" The bitterness in his voice was palpable.
G!Draven let out a deep snort, tilting his head as if he didn't fully understand, but the idea clearly troubled him. His large, glowing form seemed to vibrate slightly, unsettled by the concept of his SELF being part of something so trivial—something not real.
U!Draven stood frozen, his gaze flickering between Sorn and his other selves. His grin had faded, replaced by a dawning sense of disbelief. "So... I'm... just a character in some game? A damn video game?" His voice trembled slightly, an edge of frustration creeping in as the reality of Sorn's words hit him.
" No ," Sorn say causing the rest to turn to him
Sorn ran a hand through his hair, trying to find the right words to explain the impossible. "Remember the multiverse theory?" he asked, glancing at U!Draven, as if trying to piece it all together himself. "In my world, your world is... a game. It's something people play. But, out there," he waved a hand, gesturing toward the unknown beyond, "in the multiverse, your world is real"
He paused, then took a deep breath, trying to simplify the impossible. "Think of it like this: In my world, there's a version of your world where everything you know—everything you are—exists as a story, something people control, play through, experience from the outside. But in other universes, in the infinite stretch of possibilities, your world is real. You are real. But somehow... how should I say it?"
Sorn frowned as he struggled with the complexity. "In some universes, you're just a character, a part of the story that others can watch or control. But in your own universe, you're living, breathing, making your own choices, fighting your battles, with everything that comes with it... without an outside force."
He sighed heavily, still unsure if he was getting through. "It's not easy to explain. It's like the difference between watching a play and actually being on the stage—one's real to you, the other isn't. But they both exist. It's just... the way the multiverse bends reality."
Sorn's expression shifted, growing more intense as he stared at U!Draven. His words became quieter, heavier. "But the most important thing I need to know is..."
U!Draven blinked, as if not entirely prepared for what was coming next. The atmosphere grew tense, and for the first time, there was a sharp edge to Sorn's voice.
"look at me..." Sorn's voice was stern, but filled with urgency.
U!Draven hesitated for a moment before his gaze slowly met Sorn's. There was a rawness in his eyes, a flicker of vulnerability hiding behind the usual bravado. His mind was racing, but he could tell from the look in Sorn's eyes that the question was important.
Sorn stepped closer, his hand grabbing U!Draven's shoulder with surprising force. "DOES THAT B*TCH COMPLETELY... DEAD?" His voice was low and serious, carrying an intensity that cut through the air like a blade.
The room fell into an eerie silence as everyone waited for U!Draven's answer.
U!Draven's eyes widened, his body trembling for a split second as the weight of the question hit him. His facade cracked. His legs Grow weak, He let out a sob, and his emotions spilled out in a flood. His usual cool and confident demeanor shattered as tears welled up in his eyes.
"YES!, YES I DID!" U!Draven cried out, his voice breaking as the tears flowed freely. "I killed her... I had to... I didn't have a choice. It was the only way, the only way to end it!"
He crumpled slightly, his shoulders shaking. He dropped to his knees and hugged Sorn with his Giant Body "It's all gone, my world, my timeline... it's gone. She's gone." The words seemed to escape him in a desperate, almost frantic sob.
Sorn's grip tightened on U!Draven's shoulder, his expression conflicted—caught between relief and sorrow. He could feel the weight of the pain in U!Draven's voice, the burden that had clearly been weighing on him for so long.
Sorn's tone softened, though still carrying a heavy undercurrent. "You did what you had to do... but it doesn't change the fact that it hurt you. And you've carried that pain for far too long."
The other Dravens exchanged glances, a silent understanding passing between them. They had always been fighters, always been independent—but for once, they didn't need to stand alone. Not now .
N!Draven was the first to move. His usual smirk softened into something more genuine as he stepped forward, his hand reaching out. G!Draven, always more instinctual, followed, nudging his head against U!Draven's arm with a low, comforting rumble.
R!Draven, despite his rough exterior, also moved closer, his hand gently resting on U!Draven's back. His usual stoic demeanor was replaced by something more... caring. The bond between them, though not always spoken, was clear.
And then, all at once, they enveloped U!Draven in a group hug.
It wasn't gentle, not in the way one might think of a tender embrace, but it was sincere. Each Draven's presence wrapped around him like a shield, steady and unyielding, a reminder that no matter what he'd been through, he wasn't alone. G!Draven's tail swished in an almost comforting rhythm as N!Draven gave a light, almost playful shove.
"You're not getting off that easy," N!Draven teased softly, though his tone was laced with warmth. "But we're here. Always."
R!Draven gave a low, steady hum, his hand resting lightly on U!Draven's head, like a heavy but reassuring weight. "You did what you had to do... Now, let us do our part. You're not carrying this on your own."
U!Draven, his body still shaking from the intensity of his emotions, slowly began to relax into their embrace. For the first time in what felt like an eternity, he allowed himself to rest. The weight of the years, the pain, the guilt—he let it fall away, just a little. And as he did, exhaustion took over.
His eyelids fluttered, and with the comfort of his friends surrounding him, U!Draven's body gave in to the inevitable. The tension slowly ebbed away, and before long, he was asleep—safe, at least for now, in the quiet cocoon of his counterpa- NO....HIS brother' embrace .
Sorn watched the scene unfold, the faintest hint of a smile tugging at his lips. He knew that, despite the chaos they had faced, there was something incredibly important about what just happened. U!Draven had let down his guard, and for once, had allowed himself to heal, even if only a little.
Sorn stood back for a moment, feeling the weight of the moment settle in the room. "You guys might drive me crazy, but... I'm glad you're here," he muttered to himself, though just loud enough for the others to hear.
N!Draven snickered, nudging Sorn. "Yeah, we know. Just don't go getting soft on us, alright?"
Sorn rolled his eyes, though there was a warmth in his voice as he responded, "I won't."
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