25 years later

The clock struck 12.

All Mike heard was the monotonous beat of his heart as the animatronics started to move in their "free roam mode".

It was his third night, but he kept on going. God, why did he keep on going? He knew he should have quit on night one.
He should have left, he should have taken another job, he should have-

He heard a barely audible screech. It was an animatronic, on his left door. He didn't bother to check the camera, he closed the door and turned on the light.

There, he saw Bonnie in the window. He shuddered.

Just then he saw a blur of movement in his camera. Foxy had left his cove?
Hurriedly he closed the door. Foxy banged and screeched against the door.
Mike closed his eyes and put his hands around his ears, mumbling incoherently in an attempt to drown out the noise.

This was going to be a long night...


Somewhere in time and space. In a Solipsist Facility.

"Codename Ozone 30 is needed in the briefing room " blared out a voice over the intercom.

" Ugh. Sent on a mission again. This better be a good one" said Ozone 30 to no one in particular.

He leapt out of bed, no procrastination, no complaining, it was in his nature. He was a soldier, that was all he knew of since the experiment...

He went to the bathroom. He took a good long look at himself, he was of an athletic build, with an Asiatic face, he had pure black hair and stormy grey eyes. He started thinking of those people in the multiverse, living their lives, unaware of the many worlds that existed, the many versions of themselves.

People were born thinking they were special, if only they knew how many of us exist, merely worlds apart.

The Solipsists helped him understand and control his reality. But at what cost?

He shook his head, he brushed his teeth and rinsed his face.


He dressed in his usual attire of a grey jacket with the Ozone insignia on it (O3 as in the chemical composition of Ozone) and a 30 on the back, signifying his codename.

He reached the briefing room, it was more of a board meeting room. He looked around and saw the other solipsists.

In the Ozone series (name of the squadron) there was Ozone 88, aka Craz E, nicknamed for his Crazy had long forgotten his real name. Good in fight, but not someone you can trust that much.
Then there was Ozone 25, aka Owen, That was his name before being a solipsist. Owen was a stout guy with personality to match. They say someone once tried to kill him, Owen just stared him down until he ran away.

There were alot of them, and they were all the same. As in, they were the same person, just with different personalities, coming from different worlds.

There were a bunch of other people Thirty regarded as unnecessary to acknowledge.

He made his way to the leader, a stout man with scarred face. He handed him his assignment. He almost seemed to pity Thirty.
Thirty noticed this and felt a chill up his spine. He decided to grab some coffee. That was when he heard the shouting.

"Hey Trente!" Said Craz as he made his way to him, somehow using telekinesis to prank people on his way, the angry solipsists protesting in vain, coffee sailing through the air. Beautiful, almost.

"Trente?" Said a confused Thirty.

" Yeah Trente means Thirty in french I think. Could be your nickname" said Craz grinning

"I have a name, call me Thirty" growled Thirty, annoyed already.

Craz made a phone gesture with his hand. "Hello, me thirty, its me, Craz" Craz laughed as he walked off.

"What else are we supposed to call you?" Said Owen, not looking up from his assignment.

Thirty sighed. He knew he made the wrong decision when he took part in the experimental Ozone project, resulting in his memory loss. He clung to his job.

It was all he had.


Thirty looked over his assignment and gasped.

"What? Did you get Dark Smiles or something?" Said Craz giggling

Thirty didn't say anything, he just stared at the assignment, frozen with shock.

"Y-you got him didn't ya?" Said Craz.

Thirty nodded. Craz fainted.

Dark Smiles was the nickname given to Codename 9999 of the Dark Project.
While most Solipsists believed in the universal mind concept (All minds are real, reality is not) Dark Smiles believed in the single mind concept (One mind is real, all else is a figment of it.) His delusion combined with his powers over reality, it made even Owen shudder.

Thirty sighed, this was going to be a long night...

Yeah this chapter is a bit confusing and boring, but ill tell you what to expect. Craz and Owen may re-appear soon but im doubtful.

The Animatronics will have sentience, so they will hang out at night and stuff. Mike and the animatronics will settle their grudge. Purple man will appear.

And no, Ozone 30 is not a self insert, but i will probably put in a self insert near the end :3.

Ill probably work on a third chapter today. Might post it too.

I figured out how horizontal lines work...