Shifting. Time is always shifting. Do we stop it. No, If we could, No mistakes, nothing bad would ever happen. Then what's the point of my job? Hiya friend. Name's Timebreaker. Please, call me Time. I see that you're interested in my story. Let me tell ya, It ain't a pretty one.

"SANS! HURRY UP!" Papyrus was as loud as usual.

"Bro, ah can't keep running till ah faint!" I said, my accent being weirder than normal. I was jogging up a hill to reach the surface. For the 45th time. Ya see, in my universe, we only had pacifist runs. It was strange. Soon, after we reached the top, I anticipated it going white. Reset again. But it didn't. Instead I was greeted by a voice, which was unfamiliar ta me.

"Sans, your timeline has reached a point of perfection, where your spirit is No longer needed. You shall become, TimeBreaker."

"What the bloody hell?" I said, confused at what was happening. So my journey began.

Author's note

Hello! This is my first story, and I hope you enjoy! Sorry for such a short chapter! please review! Bye!