A blackened skeleton emerged from the shadows, cradling a crystal ball in its skeletal grasp. With deliberate movements, the skeleton placed the crystal orb on the ground, a sinister glint dancing in its empty eye sockets.




"Heh, this takes me back to when I unsealed him and experienced the most cathartic kill imaginable," the skeleton chuckled darkly, the sound echoing ominously in the dimly lit chamber. "Now, let's peer into this wretched multiverse and see what chaos unfolds."




The crystal ball shimmered to life, revealing a scene of a gooey skeleton pacing anxiously. Scratching his head in frustration, the gooey figure muttered curses under his breath.




"Damn it, damn it, damn it! How in the hell did we lose that?!?!" he bellowed, his voice filled with frustration and anger. Another skeleton emerged from a swirling portal, approaching cautiously.




"Not entirely sure, boss," the newcomer replied tentatively.

With a furious roar, the gooey skeleton slammed his fist into the wall, causing the chamber to tremble. "YOU THREE. KILLER, DUST, AND HORROR. GET OVER HERE NOW," he commanded, his voice reverberating with authority.




Killer rose from his spot on the corner couch with a nod. "Yes, sir," he responded dutifully. Dust followed suit, scrambling to his feet. "Yes, Nightmare sir," he echoed.




Nightmare, their leader, fixed them with a steely gaze, his eye sockets ablaze with intensity. "Why the hell were both of you lounging on the same damn couch? You two are usually at each other's throats," he demanded, his tone laced with irritation.




Killer shrugged nonchalantly. "Sometimes we doze off playing video games together," he offered casually.




Horror, emerging from behind his hotdog stand in the opposite corner of the room, grumbled under his breath. "Why is it always me," he muttered, casting a resentful glance at Nightmare.




With a decisive air, Nightmare prepared himself for action. "We're embarking on a mission. We're to confront a troublemaker, aptly named Troublemaker. As his name suggests, he's been quite the nuisance. Dustdust wants him dealt with swiftly," he declared, his voice brooking no argument.




All three skeletons nodded in solemn agreement. "NOW. LET'S GET GOING," Nightmare commanded, gesturing towards the swirling portal that had materialized before them.




The black skeleton observed the unfolding events with a sinister grin. "Well, isn't this intriguing? And what of the 'good' guys?" With a flicker, the scene shifted to reveal a skeleton adorned with ink markings on his cheek engaged in conversation with a retro-styled counterpart.




Soon, another skeleton clad in a blue jacket, sporting a code over his eye and a scarf around his neck, made an appearance. The skeleton with ink markings greeted him warmly. "Oh! Hello, PJ!" he exclaimed, waving cheerfully.

PJ returned the gesture with a friendly wave. "Hey there, Ink," he replied amiably. His attention then turned to the newcomer. "Oh, the 90's looking skeleton is here," he remarked with a hint of amusement.




Ink chuckled knowingly. "His name is Fresh. He's actually a parasite, so be cautious around him. Otherwise, you might find yourself transformed into '90's trash' like him," he warned, a playful glint in his eye.




Fresh, visibly offended, interjected vehemently. "I'm not '90's trash'! I'm rad, broski!"




As they conversed, Ink's attention was drawn to a distressing sight—a neighboring AU under attack by Nightmare. Instantly, Fresh tensed, prepared for action.




Without hesitation, Ink conjured a portal, beckoning his companions to follow. Together, they stepped through the portal, only to be greeted by the sight of Nightmare's crew locked in a deadly battle with an unknown adversary.




"Uhhhh, what in the absolute &*%#!" PJ exclaimed, his disbelief evident.

Chuckling softly, PJ observed, "Well, this is certainly unexpected."




The black skeleton laughed, his eyes glowing with a blazing bright yellow hue, and a luminous white grin stretching across his face. "NOW THIS, THIS IS WHAT I CALL ENTERTAINMENT."