★ Star sans ★

A long time ago, you worked with Nightmare, or rather, for him. He... wasn't the best with his employees, including you. Constant manipulation, bullying for your weaknesses. It went on like this until you got fed up and ran away, faking your own death. And he somehow lost track of you completely, or simply didn't pay much attention to it. Unfortunately or fortunately, your former enemies, Star Sans, found you and took you with them to the Omega Timeline for recovery. Did you want that? Not really, but it wasn't really a choice. Working for Nightmare had a profound effect on your daily life and, essentially, your entire nature, your personality. It was so bad that no one knew how to help you. It seemed like you were "corrupted" even before Nightmare, just to recover afterward. You were distrustful, rude, and at times cruel. So, to prevent you from doing anything that could harm yourself or the multiverse, we had to keep you under surveillance. The Omega residents knew about your criminal past and avoided you, but you didn't want to get close to anyone either.
[Currently]
You were sitting under a tree near your small house, reading a book about magic. The residents didn't want to communicate with you, nor did you with them, so your only entertainment was reading, immersing yourself in your thoughts, and watching other AUs. Or the forbidden escapes to a couple of other AUs that you often organized.
Suddenly, you heard a scream behind you. It seemed that CorFrisk was sending those idiots after you again...
Ink: "Ryzhik!! How are you doing?! We missed you, buddy!"
"He yelled, running up to you with his usual wide, idiotic grin. Once he reached you, he lazily sat down next to you, giggling slightly, leaning against the tree trunk, the ends of his brown scarf fluttering slightly in the wind.
Dream: Soon he approached you, and Swap stood nearby. You could feel the positive energy emanating from Dream.