Astertale Lore Pt. 1

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MY SON NEEDS A SURGERY FOR HIS BRAIN ‼️‼️💔

Hello, im ashraf azmi, im a father of a young man called ‘JAD ASHRAF AZMI’✅

Jad is a 9-year-old boy and the only child of his parents, their big dream was to have a baby after 7 years of marriage full of struggles and health problems, they had almost given up on the idea of having a child, but then JAD came and filled their lives with joy and happiness, he was a very smart kid, great in his studies, and loved by his friends and family.

But one day, while playing like usual, he suddenly felt dizzy and nauseous, then threw up and fainted, his parents quickly rushed him to the hospital, where they got a shocking surprise🚨💔the doctors discovered that JAD had irregular and strong electrical charges in his brain.

From that moment on, the family’s life changed completely, and JAD’S treatment became their top priority, they started an expensive treatment journey, they bought high priced medicine and even had to borrow money from relatives to cover the treatment costs, but unfortunately, the treatment wasn’t effective, and his condition worsened, he began suffering from daily, chronic seizures, which made it impossible for him to go to school or live his normal life😔🚨

After some time, the doctor in charge of his case decided that the only solution was immediate brain surgery to remove the seizure focus, with a 99% success rate, this was the only option because JAD’S brain was not responding to the medication that kept his condition stable, the surgery, along with hospital and doctor fees, costs $45,000, which is a huge amount for his family, who are already facing financial pressure. Now, JAD needs your help.

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A child “JAD” needs a surgery, saving him is our responsibility.

I am Seigen Mizu from the Seigen Mizu Dojo. I was informed about Jad's cause via a friend, and immediately wanted to set to work to find a w

post-saving the world

What damn curse didu Sans put? What personal vendetta does he have?

OH GOD DAMNIT IT'S HAPPENING AGAIN

SANS IS THE CONSTANT VARIABLE, WHAT HAVE YOU DONE SANS

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I am apologizing in advance :) ^3^

he's a bit humongous, nothing important.. (he's 7'6) also! thanks for all the support on my fresh!ink post! means a lot! :-) anyways, y'all enjoy this man feel free to ask kratos questions in his ask box! :-)

This little one-shot fic is a late Christmas/Three Kings Day gift I made, a lot of writers block later, and here we are!

Soul bound: A UTMV one-shot fic

How soft and quiet night could be, the streetlamps slightly illuminating through the curtains of a child's room. Stirring shadows dance across the walls as the tiny figure wanders the room, trying to catch the soft light. She wandered, eyes bright and holding a patched up cat plushie as she just admired the lights.

As she did, she felt her body grow slightly tired; yawning and deciding that the carpeted floor was a decent resting spot. Her eyes grew heavy before drifting off to sleep, her small body slowly being engulfed by the light and shadows before she was no more... the child had disappeared.

Somewhere else, a giant skeleton resided within his tiny home; sitting at his table drinking some tea and reading a book. He was content with the slow day currently. No mail or files needed to be sorted; just him and his records. That was the case before feeling a sudden soul wavelength and then hearing a slight thumping sound from outside hitting his mailbox. Pondering what the sounds could be, the skeleton stood up from his table and set his book down. He tilts his head before heading outside, peeking around his small garden before seeing damage upon his mailbox.

That was strange, he thought, as he wandered over there to check what the problem was before seeing a small lump against the post. The skeleton, confused on what the thing leaning against his mail post until he saw it move. He steps back a bit before the lump flops down and stretches on their stomach, a clearer look that it was a child he had discovered.

Looking around the void he resided in, the skeleton was pondering where and how she got there before going over once more and picking her up like a mother cat would pick up their kitten by the scruff. He gazed at the small child he was holding, taking in the noticeable features; warm dark skin with a few spots lighter than the rest were also kissed with several beauty marks and freckles, dark Hazelnut-brown eyes that had a hint of something eccentric and joyous, and bright, soft and fluffy blond hair that resembled a cloud.

An odd warmth was emitting from the young child in her pink and purple pajamas, an erratic small smile emerging as she held her stuffed companion. Compared to the size of the skeleton, she looked like a mere doll that any other child could play with. He shook his head at feeling a mini warmth on the tip of his finger, seeing her gently touching him. She had no fear at all, even with him being a monster; daring not to move, this only fueled the desire in this girl to know more.

She gently felt one boney finger after another, steadily engraving the feel in her mind as she shifted a bit to hold her patch-work cat in the other arm. Shaking his head, the skeleton was wrestling with himself internally before making the final decision to support her with his other hand; gently placing her on his palm and let go of her, now holding her with both. They both leered at one another before he flinches back a bit, seeing the curious child raising her hand up; wanting to touch his face.

He stared before slowly leaning down, allowing her to pat his cheekbone gently. The small girl giggles and smiles more at him, her eyes looking as they're growing more bright. The skeleton felt his soul grow a bit warm from hearing the sweet giggle. How could she be not afraid of him? How does someone so young have so much bravery?

The skeleton hummed and leisurely walked back into his home, placing the child on the table and watching her curious eyes wander around his abode. "So...what am I...going to do...with you?" The skeleton finally spoke, resting his chin on the palm of his hand. His voice was a bit slow, low and raspy sounding; but so soft and gentle too as to not spook her suddenly. "Where did you...come from...little one?" he says as he slightly tilts his head along with her slightly surprised expression.

"Pretty!" Comapred to the skeleton, her voice was boisterous and confident; full of thrill and charm. The skeleton felt his soul warm up once more, she's an oddity for sure, calling him pretty; yet he also felt something slightly different of this young girl. He watched her as she carefully picked up his teacup, admiring it before also trying to drink the herbal liquid inside.

The girl's face somewhat scrunched up from the slightly bitter taste, shaking her head and placing the cup down. The giant couldn't help but darken his face and cover his mouth, trying to stiffle a laugh back. She stared at him with wonder, feeling the modest warmth his soul was giving off; she found it comforting and lovely, her body relaxing and feeling sleepy.

The young girl yawned and rubbed her eyes, cuddling her plush and trying not to fall asleep. The giant skeleton noticed her slight energy depletion, gently picking her up and trying to craddle her. As he did, he had also decided to check her soul; staring at the tiny green heart, the energy was different from the majority of human souls. "Hmm...a little...unstable...I wonder." He placed his hand gently on her chest, humming and trying to concentrate.

The young girl was already fast asleep, still holding her cat as she shifted a bit in his arms; relaxing and placing her tiny hand on top of his. The sight was very adorable to him as he felt the steady flow of his magic fusing with her soul, just the smallest amount before pulling away. He gently pet her hair, letting the small one rest in his arms before he decides to place her in his bed; her tiny hand also holding onto his finger as she slept. "You should be...alright now...my name...is Kratos, little one."

The End.

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Kratos belongs to: @kratos-sins

The little girl belong to: me!

Thank you so much for reading, I hope that you enjoyed it!

since the new TMNT show is coming soon, i'd like to remind you all that Nickelodeon publicly supports Israel in its genodice against the Palestinian people. Furthermore, Nickelodeon is owned by Paramount, which donated 1M$ to Israel, all while spreading their disgusting zionist propaganda.

i don't give a fuck about how excited you are for the show, i don't give a fuck about your indecisiveness, i don't give a fuck if you don't think it will make any difference. it does, it has.

Boycott Israel and those that give it power.

(oh, and if you wanna watch the fucking show, do the grownup thing and pirate it.)

Barely had this guy for a couple of days and he already gets a redesign 🤦

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