#intonertale

[intonertale]

Chapter 2: The Ruins

Silveria stared at Asriel, quickly pushing him back as she heard a familiar but powerful flapping sound and felt a strong downdraft of air. When she turned to look behind her, Lucifer was settling into a defensive position, mouth open. And the inside of his maw had the signature glow of preparing to breathe fire.

“Whoa, Whoa!” Silveria shouted, running to her companion’s side. “Easy. Stand down. That one helped me!”

Lucifer sent a jet of flame straight up and grumbled to himself, using some magic or other to shrink to the size of a parrot. Once stable in that position, he flew over to Silveria, who outstretched an arm for her to perch on. A small sigh left her as her soul returned to her body.

“Are you ok, Asriel?” Silveria asked, running a knuckle over the dark scales of Lucifer’s back. “Sorry about Luci. He’s quite protective of me.”

“Hey, no hard feelings.” Asriel said, grinning.

Silveria took a moment to get a proper look at him. His fur was as pure white as her hair on a normal day—thanks, rock dust—and he had bright, gold eyes that spoke of an endless kindness. He wore something similar to the robe of a priest, which made Silveria a little uncomfortable. The robe was green, with golden accents. On the chest was what looked like the language the Intoners sang in in a fancy design and in pure white.

“Kot goa aino shuna viveil.” The design read.

“Peace and Love sure prevail.” Silveria translated. “Huh.”

Asriel blinked, a slight pink tinge along his cheeks. “I didn’t think anyone from above could translate it. Mom said it’s a dead language.”

“I’d believe it. I’m the last Intoner, and I’ve been asleep at least a thousand years. I think King.... Jeggred Dreemur had just been coronated around the time?” Silveria shrugged.

“That’s.... my great-great-grandfather... Man, that’s closer to five thousand years.” Asriel’s jaw dropped. “Hey, come on. Let’s get you somewhere you can rest. Heck, my mom might try to adopt you. Just don’t mention your age, ok?”

Silveria smiled slightly. “Of course. Lead the way.”

Lucifer grumbled something along the lines of Silveria being too trusting. She just laughed and began to follow the goat. As soon as they exited the garden, they came across an area with a gentle shade of violet. It was a jarring change for Silveria, and she couldn’t help but think of a certain wyrm.

Then Silveria noticed a wall of spikes. And Asriel approaching it. While she was inclined to trust him, a pang got her chest.

“Asriel!” She cried out.

“Relax. Come on. Follow me, it’s a maze.” Asriel turned and smiled.

Silveria sighed and began to approach closer to follow. Just as Asriel had promised, some of the spikes went down as they were approached. It was a relief to notice.

“There we go.” Asriel smiled, patting Silveria’s shoulder. “See? Nothing to worry about.”

“I guess you’re right. Sorry... I’ve.... seen a lot.” Silveria sighed, doing her best not to go to into detail.

“We do know a little of the Intoners. But given that information we do have, seeing a lot seems to be an understatement.”

Lucifer have a dark chuckle. “With luck, the world has changed since then. Saving the world from the end of time gets boring after a while.”

“You two must do that a lot then!” Asriel laughed. It took a lot of the weight from Silveria’s shoulder.

“.... Four times, I think!” Silveria giggled.

“It’s a bit soon to admit that much, Silver.” Lucifer sighed. “But you seem to have a knack for reading souls...”

Silveria mentally facepalmed as she realized that she had not read Asriel’s soul. She closed her eyes, taking a few deep breaths. And got exactly what she expected. The upside down heart of a monster soul, but in a deep green. A soul of kindness.

“So.... can I just call you Silver as well?” Asriel asked, snapping Silveria back to attention.

“Of course!” She chirped.

“Awesome. So, I’m gonna run and talk to my mother about this. Stay here ok? It’d be too easy for something to happen with some of the puzzles here.” Asriel was already leaving as he spoke.

“Sure, no problem!” Silveria chirped. But as soon as Asriel was gone, Silveria looked to the dragon with a smirk. “‘Splorin’ time?”

Lucifer shook his head and chuckled. “As if I could stop you.”

Silveria began to walk, practically vibrating in excitement. If there was one thing she loved, it was exploring new places. And it showed in the way she worked around the puzzles, grinning and giggling like a child the entire time.

The pair wandered the Ruins practically aimlessly, befriending each Monster they came across. From the small Froggits who gave advice for living in the Underground and were incredibly receptive to being pat on the head, to the tiny Whimsur who stopped shying away when Silveria sang to them, to the Moldsmals that let Silveria get a better view of life from lying down. Even the local Looxes—if that could be considered the plural—warmed up after Silveria showed a little kindness.

But the most curious Monster that Intoner and dragon came across by far was a little ghost lying on the ground and pretending to be asleep. Silveria couldn’t help but be curious and pick up a stitck to poke the creature. The ghost immediately got up and seemed anxious.

“O-oh. Am I... am I in your way? O-oh jeez... Hey, hey, I’m sorry. Oh, goodness.” The ghost said.

“Oh, sorry!” Silveria practically jumped back, startled. “You are there. I didn’t hurt you, did I?”

“I’m okay.” The ghost replied. “I’m surprised you seem to care.”

“Silveria here is too soft for her own good.” Lucifer laughed proudly.

“And Luci is an overprotective old fool.” Silveria pulled a face. “Oh—oh no. Don’t cry! It’s ok!”

Silveria approached the ghost carefully, gently resting her skeletal prosthetic hand on their head. They leaned into the touch, earning a giggle from Silveria.

“I’m Napstablook, by the way.” The ghost explained.

“Can I call you Blooky? You’re so freaking cute I can’t even!” The Intoner grinned.

“O-oh. Um.... sure!”

“Hey. Hey. If you’re a ghost, and this is the afterlife.... would making a friendnmake it heaven?” Silveria have the dumbest freaking smile imaginable. Oh she knew that was a stupid joke. She was well aware. But that didn’t stop her.

“This is starting a lot later than I expected. It’s still stupid though.” Lucifer sighed. “No more puns or you’re grounded for life!”

“But. But I spent five thousand years as stone. Wouldn’t you say I was grounded long enough?” Silveria started giggling.

“OH MY GOD WOMAN IS THIS MY PUNISHMENT FOR ADOPTING YOU?!” Lucifer roared.

Napstablook, however, seemed to be enjoying the exchange taking place before them. They were chuckling nonstop.

“Well, Blooky thinks it’s funny. So, I’d say it’s a win!” Silveria hummed.

“Hey. Silveria. Lucifer.” Napstablook called, seeming eager in a really laidback sort of way. The moment both were looking, the ghost began to cry, the tears falling upwards and forming a hat. They seemed really pleased with themself. “I call it Dapper Blook.”

“I love it!” Silveria squealed, getting all starry eyed.

“Looks good, kiddo.” Lucifer nodded.

Napstablook seemed incredibly pleased with themself. “Looks like I made a couple of friends when I normally come here to hide from the world. I should head back now.”

“Take care, Blooky!” Silveria chirped as the ghost faded away.

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Prologue: The Sleepening

“It’s finally over, Lucifer...” A young woman with white hair spoke softly, turning to see the black dragon behind her. Her sky blue eyes were filled with tears that threatened to overflow. Her pale skin was flushed red from the song she had just performed to seal the rest of the Intoners. Her mother and aunts. The only difference between them was what the flower in the survivor did. While in the older Intoners were tools of death, this one was made to bring life.

“At great personal cost to yourself...” The dragon growled telepathically. He bore his fangs, gold eyes focused on the woman. His silver claws dug into the cracked street of Cathedral City. For a moment, he was certain his companion was still greyscale rather than in full color. “Where shall we go so that you may recover, Silveria.?”

Silveria paused for a moment, her face showing signs of doubt. She looked around, as though doing a complex mathematical problem in her head. After a moment, she climbed onto Lucifer’s back.

“Can we go to the mountains? I just want to hide and sleep for a while.” Silveria spoke finally, not quite comfortably set on the saddle she’d prepared.

“So be it.” Lucifer flexed his forelimbs, his wings, before giving them a couple of powerful flaps to get into the air. “Cry if you need, Silveria. It’s not fair for you to hold all of that in. Not healthy either.”

“I know, I know. I just... I was just an insurance policy, wasn’t I?” Silveria’s voice threatened to shatter if she went further. But she didn’t seem to care. “I just exist to ensure they all died. So why...?”

It pained Lucifer. It pained him so much to hear her question everything. To see the girl he’d spent the past year with not enjoying the wind in her face or freedom of being in the sky. But that’s what I get for allowing myself to get attached. Red would be upset with me.

“Perhaps. But perhaps she truly saw you as her child. Otherwise you wouldn’t be able to survive. You’d be in the same situation.” Lucifer dared crane his neck to look at Silveria. Her head was down and her face was hidden by her hair. But that didn’t do much to hide the way her shoulders shook as she sobbed.

The rest of the flight was silent. Neither could find an appropriate way to talk about what had happened, but neither could tear their minds from it. The situation had been grotesque. Along with Mikhail, the pair had flown around a stone five petal lily that had sprouted each of the Intoners from the petals. Zero, Silveria’s mother, had been in the center. After what had felt like an eternity of singing and firing notes imbued with magic at each other, Mikhail was able to use his fire to break it down. Those on the petals fell into the abyss of the Spirit World. Zero didn’t get that. Zero lay on the flower when they left.

Silveria was silent as she hopped onto the ground just before Lucifer could land. She didn’t lift her head, and she didn’t bother to move. Other than raise her arms. But it wasn’t hard to see what she was doing. Stone rose and began to form a building. Plants were crushed by the same magic to form an ink that covered the walls with a record of what they had been through. And in the center of what could only be called a temple, an altar rose.

“Goodnight, Lucifer.” Silveria murmured, climbing onto the altar and curling up. Her eyes started to drift shut as stone began to encase her.

“We’ll sleep for a while then. Very well. Sleep well, child. Do not quail. You’re proof that peace and love will forever prevail....” Lucifer curled around the altar, stone beginning to encase him as well. He watched for doves perch on the corners of the stone to watch over the young woman. They’d wake when the time was right.

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Chapter 1: The Underground

The first thing Silveria took notice of was what could be described as a shell cracking over her skin. The next was dust falling onto her pale skin and into her hair.

But that wasn’t what got her attention. What got her attention was a piercing sound that could easily be referred to as a mix between screech and roar. A small smile played at her lips. Lucifer was waking up as well. The sound of rock hitting rock reverberated through the building.

Silveria pushed herself to a sitting position, running her right hand through her hair to push away even more rock and dust before she opened her bright eyes. Everything was faded. It looked like the shelter she created had turned into ruins.

“How are you feeling?” Lucifer asked, lowering his head to make eye contact.

“I have no idea how long we were asleep, but I have such a crick in the neck.” Silveria grinned, seeming quite pleased with herself.

The dragon snorted. “You’re a fool. But still. It appears that it’s time to go see the world again.”

“Hell yeah. It smells like dust in here.”

“That’s what happens when enough time passes. The bird skeletons don’t help put an age to anything.”

Silveria blinked and looked on the pedestal she’d slept on. There was truth to those words. Four skeletal doves were perched on the corners, as if holding vigil over what would have appeared to be a statue. Silveria reached out and paused, looking at her skeletal right arm. A metal prosthetic that worked almost as well as the original. But it was still jarring.

“Mom, MOVE!!” Silveria screamed, shoving another white haired woman out of the way of the blast of flames from the armored beast that was once a dragon on the other side of a barrier. A harsh pain hit her right shoulder. Odd. Shouldn’t it have hitting my entire—oh god...

Between the realization of the fact her arm had been blown from her body, the shrill screaming of four out of five aunts, and the horrified shouts of her mother, Silveria blanked out...

“Child! Wake up!” Lucifer shouted.

Silveria lifted her head, not quite recognizing why her face was wet immediately. She trembled like a leaf, and was incredibly confused about it.

“So it begins again. I’d say without touching anything, but that’s not quite the case.” The dragon huffed. “Your temporal shriek is going to kill you, if I had to guess.”

“Yeah. Dunno why it felt the need to remind me of the damage done by Gabriella but hey. Let’s go ‘splorin’.” Silveria jumped to her feet, drying the tears on her face. Her signature kind smile had returned as well.

Oh, this child. It seems she recovered through her dreams. Or forgot about it at least. I’ll have to protect her from herself in that case. But fresh air would be good for both of us.

Lucifer chuckled as he followed the sprinting Intoner into the sunlight. He only barely managed to grab her before she sprinted into a hole. “I know I told you that if you want to catch the lion’s cub, you have to enter the lion’s den. But let’s not go doing that blindly.”

“Hey, Luci?” Silveria asked calmly, her head tilted. “This wasn’t here before, was it?”

No. It wasn’t. It was a miracle the hole wasn’t a bit bigger. The results would be the destruction of the history of the Intoners. Or both dragon and Intoner would have been smashed to pieces.

“That hole has been around longer than you’ve been alive, impudent brat!” An old man shouted. “You should know that that’s been around since at least the end of the war with Monsters! At least a thousand years!”

“Wait, what? The Monsters were civil folk! What happened?!” Lucifer demanded.

“They weren’t so civil. In fact...” The old man approached Silveria and put a hand on her shoulder. “Go find out for yourself!”

And with that, he shoved Silveria into the hole. She let out a startled scream before Lucifer acted, belting out a jet of flames on the human. After he was certain the man was less than cinders, he followed into the hole, climbing slowly.

Silveria rubbed her head as she sat up, blinking at a flower with a face and five red petals. She would have commented about the above if she wasn’t more concerned with the flower. One that looked like a living version of that lily.

“Oh not again...” Silveria whispered.

“Greetings! My name is Flowey!” The flower said. “Looks like you had a nasty fall but your HP is intact.”

“Huh? Oh. Yeah I guess so. I’m Silveria Zerochild.” Silveria offered a hand.

Flowey shook the offered hand with a leaf. “You seem so kind and gentle. That’s great! Here. Let me show you how things work down here.”

Silveria blinked as a small, cyan heart came out of her chest. She chose to poke it, only to shudder in response. As though someone had poked her. Out of sheer curiosity, she flicked the heart. A small 1 with a red glow popped up, and it felt as if she’d been flicked in the head. Shame she used her prosthetic and not her flesh and blood hand.

“That’s your soul!” Flowey laughed. “It’s your very essence. Now... to make friends, you just have to catch these little friendliness pellets!”

Silveria paused for a moment, proceeding to back off. Something about the situation felt wrong. Dangerously so.

“Whoops! Look like you missed. Let’s try that again.” Flowey said, creating a second batch of seed like pellets. And the cycle repeated a few times.

“Ok this is getting old. For someone like you, in this world, it’s kill or be killed. And you aren’t getting past here!” Flowey growled, their face distorting into something demonic rather than friendly.

Silveria moved to draw her sword, only to see how fruitless the action was when she found herself surrounded by the pellets. Though. Bullets felt more apt at this point. But before anything else could go wrong, a small fireball formed near the demon flower and flew into it, sending Flowey elsewhere. The bullets vanished.

“I wish that flower would leave people alone....” What appeared to be an anthropomorphic goat approached. They had a strong, male voice. “Howdy! I’m Asriel Dreemur. Sorry about that. The flower isn’t one of us.”

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Ok so with the last chapter, I mentioned Silveria being more than five thousand years old. Here’s an age chart for so far for the characters that aren’t your random encounters.

Silveria: 5001 years old. Physically 17.

Lucifer: over 10000 years old.

Flowey: 200 years old

Asriel: 200 years old.

Napstablook: 130 years old.

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Anons are being turned off

And if you still send me hate you’re being turned in!

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Ignoring that chapter 3 needs to go up

Has anyone ever realized how crushed Papyrus (and probably @zarla-s Gaster ) would be if he was told that we have entire series of video games dedicated to puzzles? Like. Go Frisk for not telling Papyrus.

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I did not want to do this.

My computer is completely screwed. Last night, I went to record for a Let’s Play of Undertale, and nothing was working. My computer was minimizing the window for the game, the trackpad stopped working (yeah I should have known it would bite the dust and recorded more faster). I’m currently backing everything up in hopes a factory reset will somewhat save it for long enough for me to get a new one. That said, I’m linking my Ko-Fi from my other AU blog, Faetale (which... I am trying to rename to Faerietale at the moment). I will do something as a thank you. I might make this into a comic when I do get the new computer if it’s wanted but.... until then, please, please support me while I work on these. ko-fi.com/faetale

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Hello there!

Welcome to Intonertale! This is something that came into mind recently, but there is more than me being chaotic and edgy by making a Drakengard Crossover. Both Undertale and Drakengard 3 came out in 2013, and both have a death flower. That said. Sit back. Relax. And enjoy the Intonertale.

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Ok so I’m expanding timelines with our dear Silveria. I may do a couple of other verses I have for her (my list of Silveria AUs is at 25 at this point in time, but since when is an author in control of her works?), but some I will keep to myself for my own reasons. I’m already working on one (once that’s either caught up or I’ve posted the prologue, I’ll work on this. This isn’t being dropped.)

Now for the question that’s probably bothering you: why Quotev and not ao3 or Wattpad or even fanfiction.net? I know Quotev better than I care to admit. Abandoned stories, abandoned works, abandoned everything about it. Wattpad I do not particularly care for, admittedly. A lot of fics on Wattpad show how picky I am about what I read as far as fics go. I know I can say Quotev has the same problem, but... I’ve found more GOOD fics on Quotev. Or at least ones I can put aside my issues with the grammar because they have good flow and a good plot. I can’t really say I have the same experience with Wattpad. Fanfiction.net.... I just don’t care for. I’ve seen very little way to interact with your readers there. They could have updated. I was in middle school derping about the Bakugan fandom (feel old. Feel old). Quotev has a journal, a status bar, and a messaging system. ao3 has... none of the above. It’s also very had to get in atm (as in, you have to ask for an invite and sometimes you never get the email). Quotev is easier to sign up for, and has a bit more interactivity to it with the followers.

That said. I will link to whenever a new chapter is posted, and submissions are open. Also these are all completely different timelines and alternate universes. Like... some ships that work in Undertale don’t work in Underswap or Underfell or Horrortale. You’ll see that here. The only problem I might have with the different timelines is that I can’t see that Silveria’s personality will have major changes save for in [REDACTED], [REDACTED], and [REDACTED].

I thank you for being patient with my upload schedule (you know. That shoddy thing that never works) and the slower start to Intonertale. Thanks for sticking around, guys.