omake writers, you know what to do
Based on an idea that I bounced around in my head and did nothing with...
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The golden dragon tilted her head a bit as she looked at the humanoid goat-like creature in front of her. Much to her relief, however, the being didn't have cloven hooves, but rather paw-like feet. After a few moments, she hummed a little bit, "I have to admit… the royal purple
does look rather good on you."
Lips twitching a little bit, the other female, wavy brown hair falling from her head nodded, "Thank you… Naurlin."
Grin appearing on her face, Taylor chuckled, "Same to you… Lady Dreemur." She then blinked a little and raised her eyebrow, "You don't seem to be that frightened by, well…"
Dry tone to her voice, Dreemur snorted, "Trust me, a dragon is nothing compared to a literal god-like being that could destroy timelines."
It went to say that actually caused the dragon to pause, "… Your joking."
Eyebrow raising more, Dreemur shook her head, "Not at all, actually." She gestured at herself and shrugged, "How do you think that I ended up like this?"
Blinking a little bit, Taylor frowned a little, "So… that was not a trigger then? Did you die first?"
Now, it was the other female's turn to blink, "Um, actually, no…? But yes? I mean, RESET gets kind of weird at the best of times and sometimes you just need to ignore it." She then shrugged a little bit and frowned, "But… well, to make a long story short, I kind of… escalated… from there."
Leaning forward, Taylor raised an eyebrow, "Escalated?"
With another smile, Dreemur shrugged, "Yeah, let's just say that I ended up getting three little siblings, one of whom I… shared my SOUL with after breaking it in half so that he didn't degrade long enough for a solution to be found. Got to admit, being able to become a GODDESS OF HYPERDEATH is kind of awesome though."
Now very much interested, the dragon blinked and then laid down, leaning her head against a giant paw, "Oh, now this sounds like a story."
A laugh escaping from her, Dreemur nodded, "Oh, you got no idea, one that involves fallen children and mountain kings." Shaking it off after a moment, she turned her head, "But if you want someone who technically died and gained powers as well as another form that she can switch back and forth from, well… that was Vista. I mean, my Vista."
Both of them turned to find the two Vistas talking, one of whom had a skull for a head though her usual hair was there and a glowing gold eye in one eye socket. Of course, said Vista also was sitting on what looked like a floating, draconic skull that also had golden eyes. Then, she pulled out a bottle of tabasco sauce and sipped it like a drink to the disgust of Taylor's Vista.
Very slowly, Taylor turned back to the other female, "Can I ask how?"
Grimace on her face, the goat-like of the two shook her head, "A… very long story, involving Emma becoming possessed by HATE after we had gotten it out of Chara. Vista got between me and a shot, not knowing that I was able to survive and, well… I had to use
DETERMINATION and
PERSERVENCE to save her. If Gaster hadn't stepped in, well…"
Only nodding at that, Taylor simply smiled as she continued to chat with her… other self. Though she did blink a little as her other grumbled about a "Fell" version. At least the butterscotch pie was good, and she got the recipe as well…
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Note, there is apparently a "Vista Sans" font...