drcharadreemurr

[drcharadreemurr]

{Wow it has been a while hasn't it... Sorry about the massive gap in anything from this blog. I lost motivation there for a bit and wasn't getting anything in the ask box so I kind of just left the blog alone. I'm willing to continue the story if people want to see it or this could be fully an ask blog. I will let people go ahead and vote and a decision will be made from there. Once again, I am sorry for not doing anything on the blog in so long, please forgive me}

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Confrontation

After a few more minutes of gathering supplies, Frisk heads into the basement to leave the Ruins. You still don't understand how they convinced Toriel to just let them leave. But, you are slightly impressed by it.

At the end of the tunnel, Frisk opens the door. They take one glance back toward the Ruins and steps through.

At the next large room, he is waiting for them.

"Well, well, well, here is the traitor now."

Frisk stops, ready to dodge an attack if necessary, "Asriel."

"Don't call me by that name, it's Flowey, and don't you forget it."

"Asr- Flowey, look I-"

"I don't want to here it traitor. We were so close to the end, and yet you had to quit. Why? Just because the stupid skeleton was in your way?"

"You don't understand-"

"Oh, I understand plenty. Having watched you be a little goody-two shoes has shown me that I should have taken you out at the start." Vines pop up from around him, "So I think that is just what I'll do."

Well shit, now the flower was after them. Frisk instantly got into a fighting stance. You wonder how long this will last.

The encounter begins, "Flowey wants your soul."

Frisk shoots you a glance and you just shrug, though you hadn't fully realized that you had fallen into your old habit of narrating.

"You know, I thought that I was finally going to see something different when you started killing them." Pointed vines pop up from the ground around Frisk, attempting to stab them but they dodge all of them.

Frisk takes their turn and decides to check Flowey. "Tsk, tsk , tsk, did you really think I would let you see my stats?" He blocks the box, preventing you from getting any information.

""Watching you killing everyone was so much fun. The way they ran and hid all the time only for you to mercilessly hunt them down, was beautiful." Another attack, this time vines mixed with pellets. Things were slowly getting harder.

Frisk takes their turn, once again choosing the ACT menu. Inside is only three options; CHECK, DEFEND, SURRENDER.

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A mother's worry

You decide to stay awake while Frisk sleeps. You would rather be awake when they start to leave. Plus, it could give you a chance to see her.

The bedroom door opens and Toriel is there, a plate with a slice of pie in hand. She quietly enters the room and places the pie on the floor before sitting on the floor. She is right in front of you, unaware of your presence. You would give anything to be able to reach out and touch her right now.

She was looking over Frisk in the same way that she would look over you while you slept. Though she always thought you were asleep, you never were a heavy sleeper.

You wanted to tell her all the things that Frisk had done, how they killed her. But no amount of wanting would allow you such a thing. You still can't believe the 180 that Frisk pulled. You still don't fully trust them, you have your suspicions but there was nothing you could do.

Perhaps it would be best if you just went along with things for now.

Toriel would leave the room shortly after and Frisk would continue to sleep. You remained awake for the whole time.

When Frisk finally awoke it was with a yawn and a stretch. "Good morning Chara."

You don't respond.

"Oh right, sorry, guess I was too hopeful for things to go back to normal."

Yeah, they were, how could they even think that after only one nap?

Frisk picks up the pie and stores it in their inventory before heading out to speak with Toriel. She was in her usual spot by the fireplace reading. She put the book down when she saw Frisk.

"Ah, good morning, my child. Did you sleep well?"

"Yes, I did Miss Toriel thank you."

She smiled brightly, "Well then, what would you like to do my child?"

"Leave the ruins."

Toriel's smile faded instantly, "My child, it is not safe out there. You need to stay here."

"Miss Toriel, please, you have to understand that I can't stay here forever. I have friends out there that I want to see, I can't stay here. I know you're worried about me but I can handle it, I promise."

You can tell by the look in her eyes that she was about to do her usual schtick. But before she can move Frisk hugs her.

"Please, Miss Toriel, trust me on this. You will see me again at the end of everything."

You can see the conflict in her eyes before the turn gentle and she hugs Frisk. "Very well my child, I will trust you. Please be careful, I will look forward to seeing you again."

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A lack of forgiveness

In the next moment, you find yourself in the ruins, in the room of the spider bake sale. You are standing at the entrance to the room and can see Frisk buying a few donuts and cider from the spiders. When she is finished and put them in their inventory, they see you in the doorway and freezes.

You can tell from her eyes that she has been crying, and almost constantly. "C-Chara...? Is that really you...?"

You don't say anything, you can barely stand to look at them. Despite what Wing had done you still held hate in your heart for them. Everything that they had done was unforgivable, and you aren't just going to forget it.

It seems they realize this, "Oh, yeah, I get it. I wouldn't want anything to do with me either. I'm surprised you're even here, I'm glad, very glad, but surprised. I understand that you wont talk to me, you don't have to, but it's nice to have you here."

You still say nothing, choosing to turn away from them entirely. You can't understand why Wing would ever think this could work out.

Frisk makes the rest of their journey to the end of the Ruins rather easily. Though they stop to greet every single monster they see, going out of their way to try and make their days better.

You don't think much of this, you can only wonder when it will end, when they will go back to their old ways.

When they reach the final fork, they don't even look in the direction of the balcony. It doesn't matter, monsters die in one hit from a betrayal kill anyway.

Frisk has their usual interactions with Toriel, choosing to talk to her a bit before going to bed. They climb into bed and lay there for a time. You are still as far from them as you can be, arms crossed and facing away from them. If you could turn invisible right now, you would.

After a time of silence, Frisk speaks. "Chara, I'm sorry."

This again, when will they learn that an apology means nothing?

"I know that saying it means nothing, but I mean it. I don't deserve your forgiveness but understand, I no longer have any desire to go down that road again. After dying to Sans hundreds of times I felt myself fading away little by little. I felt that if I continued I wouldn't be able to go back, that that would be it. It scared me, I was starting to become afraid of death again. Maybe he was somehow shaving away my LV I don't know."

Why were they saying all of this, it wasn't going to matter. You felt that they deserved to die over and over, it was cathartic for you to watch them die.

"But when you took over, everything changed."

You tense up at the mention of you taking over. You can still feel everything from that point. The wind against your skin, the sounds of battle, the knife in your hand. You grit your teeth to prevent yourself from shouting at them to shut up.

"While you were in control, all the memories of what I had done kept flashing before me. All those innocent monsters, Papyrus, Undyne, Muffet, Mettaton. I couldn't handle it, it was all too much. "

You continue to remain silent, you didn't care for their words, though you also couldn't ignore them either. You still harbor hatred for what they did, but maybe, just maybe, they are actually sorry.

Your continued silence signals to them that you don't want to talk, so they turn over to go to sleep. After a few minutes they start having a nightmare. At first you think they deserve it for what they did but when they start mentioning their parents is when you decide to step in.

You start softly singing a gentle lullaby and soon, they sleep soundly. You look over them as they do, flabbergasted that this same person not too long ago was slaughtering people for fun.

Maybe you could try to trust them again.

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A life to live

You wake up back in the void, you stretch and yawn. You see Wing near you, watching a screen. You don't bother looking at it because you already know what he is watching.

"So, how is the little psychopath doing? How many monsters have they killed so far?"

"None actually, it appears they were genuine when they said they wouldn't do it again."

You can't believe what you are hearing. Could they actually be sorry for what they did? Could they actually be doing the right thing? You shake your head, no, you aren't falling for that again.

"Yeah, sure, they aren't killing anyone now, but they will. They've done it before and they will do it again."

"I wouldn't be to sure of that my friend. I have been watching them since you fell asleep and they have been going out of their way to help everyone they can find. Even going so far as to let themselves be hurt in order to do it."

What the hell were they doing? Did they actually mean what they said? You shake your head again, no, they are nothing but a murderer.

"They are nearing the end of the ruins now. They will be arriving at Toriel's home soon."

You scoff, "I don't care where they are, I meant it when I said I don't want to be apart of it." You say this but, somehow, you don't feel as bad as before. You should feel immense anger and hatred but for some reason you just don't. It's almost as if-

"Wing, did you do something while I was asleep?"

Wing does not answer.

"Wing, what did you do to me? Why don't I feel as angry as I should? Why am I feeling pity for that thing? What the hell did you do!?"

"You were suffering my friend, and I wanted to end your suffering. So, I removed your pain."

"Wing, you, why? Why would you do that? I didn't want you to do that. I was perfectly fine with hating them and spending my existence here in the void."

"And that is precisely why I took that pain from you. You shouldn't be here Chara, you should be out there. This is no place to live your life, go and be free, experience what the world has to offer. Please, for the both of us."

You are quiet, you knew that Wing cared about you but not to this extent. It takes everything you have not to burst into tears and instead you just nod your head. "Alright, I will, but I'm doing this for you and not them. I still hate them."

Wing smiles as his form and the void fades from before your view.

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A friend

The silence in the void doesn't last long as soon enough, a being appears from the darkness of the void. Any other time you would be happy to see them but right now, you were not in the mood.

"What do you want Wing? I'm really not in the mood." You speak to him in a language he taught you, one made of symbols. It was the only language he could speak anymore, but you were glad that he could teach you in some way.

"Well, you certainly didn't hold anything back." His voice was like a whisper in your mind. It was always like that, for some reason it usually calmed you down and he knew that.

"Of course I didn't, you saw what they did Wing. The absolute atrocities they committed that I was forced to watch and be apart of. I had to watch them murder my mother Wing, my mother. How am I supposed to feel after all that?"

"I did not say you were wrong in how you feel, you are perfectly justified in your feelings. But, are you certain that staying here is what you want?"

His question catches you off-guard, why was he asking that of all things?

"What the hell do you mean, of course it is. I don't want anything to do with that fucking psycho."

"Hmm, well, last I remember, you were glad when they fell. It finally gave you a chance to get out of here. Your words exactly."

You turn away from him, you always hated how good his memory was. He was able to remember practically everything, even the embarrassing things you wish he would.

"Yeah, so? That was before I knew their true nature. I knew that I never should have trusted them." *You pause, your voice turning a bit somber* "I was just starting to think that I could trust humans again..."

"Ah, there it is, the true root of everything. You hate them for breaking your trust."

"Are you fucking stupid Wing? I was hurt when they broke my trust, but what they did after is what made me hate them. I almost killed because of them." You hear your voice falter at those words and tears begin to form

"Yes, you did, but you managed to stop yourself before you committed. That shows immense strength my young friend, strength that not many would have in your position."

You feel yourself tear up more at his words, "Strength? Me? Yeah, sure, I totally have strength. I sure could use that when Frisk was hunting down and slaughtering monsters. Where was that strength then Wing? Where was it? Because I certainly didn't have it." You wrap your arms around yourself, "I only got the strength to do anything when Frisk was finally ready to stop. But all I could think of was my own stupid plan. The same kind of thing that killed my brother and forced him to be that thing! All I have ever done, is fuck up and get people killed."

You start crying heavily as Wing embraces you. You cry into what you would assume is his shoulder as he attempts to soothe you.

"I can't take it Wing, every time I close my eyes, I see their deaths repeating over and over. I can't help them, I can't save them. It's like a never ending hell."

"It is alright child, everything will be ok. It is all over now, it wont happen again, you made sure of that."

His gentle voice echoes in your mind and seems to fill your body, leaving you exhausted. Though you don't need sleep, you are able to enter a sleep like state which leaves you feeling energized. You can feel yourself drifting off as Wing continues to soothe you.

You fight it for a while before you finally give in and let the darkness of somnia take you.

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Consequences?

You open your eyes and find yourself back in the void. Frisk was on their knees, crying into their hands with loud sobs.

You can barely even look at them, you still felt a massive disgust for them and their actions.

Eventually Frisk looks up and practically jumps to their feet. "Chara!" They move toward you, attempting to give you a hug. You dodge out of the way.

"What the hell are you doing?" You ask them.

"I was worried after you, you know..."

You scoff, "Oh, so now you care about someone else? Yeah, no, you don't get to just walk away from what you did Frisk."

"Chara I-"

"You killed people Frisk. Innocent people, you hunted them down for sport. Just so you could find something new. You are a sick fucking freak, and you don't deserve forgiveness. If I wasn't attached to you, I would choose to fade away completely."

You words seemed to hurt them, good.

"Chara please, I'm-"

"What? Sorry? You don't get to be sorry Frisk. You are nothing but a murderer, and that is what you will always be."

"But, I'm going to reset and-"

Your anger boils over at the mention of reset.

"Resetting doesn't erase what you did Frisk! Just because it brings people back like it never happened doesn't mean that it didn't! You killed them, you hunted them like nothing more than prey! You are a disgusting piece of shit, and no amount of reset is going to change that!"

Frisk is silent as tears form in their eyes.

"Go on, have your little fucking redemption run, but leave me the hell out of it."

"What...?"

"I'm done Frisk, I'm done following you around. I'm done being apart of whatever bullshit you are doing. I just don't give a fuck anymore. I would rather sit in the void than deal with you anymore. Go fuck yourself."

"Chara please I-"

"What part of I'm done do you not understand!? I don't want anything to do with you anymore. Fuck off, go away, leave me the fuck alone. I fucking hate you, go fuck yourself."

Frisk stares at you with tears in their eyes before bringing up the reset button and pressing it. The disappear in an instant and you are left alone again.

For the first time, the silence was a bit of bliss.

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An ending

TW: SELF HARM AND SUICIDE

You can feel Sans's desperation as you approach him. He was sending weak bone attacks that you could easily dodge or even parry. He was unable to summon even a single blaster now. The end was at hand.

You had won, where Frisk had failed.

Sans falls to his knees, exhausted and breathing heavily. You stand over him and he looks up at you.

"Alright Chara, that's enough. You won, now please stop this."

"You wanted this Frisk, you couldn't do it so now I'm doing it for you."

You raise the knife in the air, ready to bring it down on the skeleton. Sans's head drops as he accepts his face.

"sorry paps, guess i'll be seeing you soon..."

You can feel a smile creep across your face.

"Is this what Asriel would have wanted?"

The mention of his name sends a shock through your system. "Don't you dare use him name against me Frisk. I am just doing what needs to be-"

Suddenly, a feeling washes over you. Was this really the best way? Was dirtying your hands what was best for the world? Even if you did and gained the power to reset, you would be a killer just like them.

"I hate you Frisk, I fucking hate you." You say out loud.

Sans looks up confused as you shift the knife in your hand and swiftly stab it into your chest. A surge of pain flows through you as you remove the knife and stab it into your chest again. You cough up a bit of blood.

"This is your fault Frisk."

Another stab to the chest, you feel your body want to collapse but you defiantly remain on your feet.

"Remember the sight of this. You brought me to this."

You bring the knife to your throat, poised to bring it across.

"I hope this image is burned into your mind for whenever you even think about doing this again."

Another cough, causing more blood to come up.

"See you on the other side, partner."

In an instant you bring the knife across your throat, opening a wide gash as blood starts flowing out. You fall to your knees as your blood gurgles in you throat and you finally fall to the floor face first.

The feeling of your soul shattering soon follows.

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Corrupted

It felt strange having a physical form again. You could feel the clothes touching skin. Feel the warmth of the air, smell the dust on your skin.

Feel the knife clutched in your hand.

That last one you didn't like but it was a necessary evil.

"Chara, what are you doing? Why aren't you letting me reset?"

"We aren't resetting until I have control over the timeline. I wont let you abuse it any longer Frisk. I have 19 LV, just one more and my plan will come to fruition."

"Chara, this isn't you, please stop."

"Isn't me? But Frisk, this is exactly me, exactly what you molded by your actions."

Frisk is silent as you approach Sans.

"so, here we are again huh? I was hoping you would've given up by now."

"Sorry Sans, but I have a goal that must be met. I will stop at nothing to achieve that goal."

He sighs, "let's just get this over with."

The battle starts and you dodge all of Sans's attacks. You've had plenty of time to learn his moves, his patterns. There isn't a single attack that could catch you off-guard at this point.

Frisk is quiet through all of it, they are clearly watching how you are doing better than them on your first try. You almost felt like bragging about it, but that was for after. Now, you have a mission to complete.

The battle rages on and you have barely taken any hits, your HP is sitting at a high level that you feel it impossible to die. You feel a rush as the battle goes on. You now know why Frisk was so keen on this, the feeling of power you felt was intoxicating. You don't want this battle to end, you want to fight for eternity if possible. You feel more alive than you ever have, you feel your blood in your veins. You love the adrenaline flowing through you, nothing else seems to matter.

You shrug off a surprise blaster and heal yourself with a Snowman piece, maxing out your HP again. Sans continues his assault but you can tell that it is slowing down.

The hardest part had been the middle when Sans was at his most reckless. He was throwing strange combinations at you, some that were impossible to fully dodge. But now, he was getting tired. His attacks are less extreme, more structured and easier to dodge.

You could tell that the end was drawing near.

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Booop the snootle... I love snootle boop day

{I've maxed out my counter already :3}

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A broken will

Frisk continues to try over and over, making little progress but failing all the same. Sans is relentless and getting more so it seems. He isn't cracking jokes, isn't spouting dialogue, just wordlessly slaughtering Frisk.

Did what they said really effect him that much?

At one point during the fight Sans just stops and lets out a sigh. "look kid, we've been fighting for a while now. i'm getting kind of tired of it, so what do you say we call it a draw. besides, i'm pretty sure that deep down, you are still someone who could be my friend."

What was he doing? Trying to appeal to Frisk's better nature, that was useless. Frisk threw away their better nature when they started this whole-

Frisk's face is one of shock, and...longing?

"I can tell from your face that i'm right, so why don't we just end this here huh?"

Sans is sparing you...

Yeah right, Frisk would never-

"you're sparing me? wow, i can't believe that worked."

What? What the hell was happening? Had Sans really ground down their will that much?

"i know it wasn't easy, going back on everything that you've. but i want you to know that i wont let it go to waste. c'mere pal."

Frisk has a genuine smile on their face, not one of malice or destruction, but of genuine happiness. Frisk embraced Sans in a hug. What the hell was going on? How was this happening, why were they-

In a moment, Frisk is pierced by bones and they die.

The last thing they hear is, "geeeeettttt dunked on. if we're really friends, you wont come back."

Upon returning Frisk's face is shrouded in darkness and you can see tears falling. "I know I didn't deserve it, but I was hopeful. Why did I even think for a moment that it was genuine. Of course he wouldn't do that, I bragged about killing Papyrus. Fuck me."

Frisk approached Sans again, but this time with less fervor. It was easy to tell that their will was broken at this point. You don't know how but somehow the lazy bones had stopped them.

After their last death they didn't immediately reload. They waited in the menu void, staring at the options.

"Chara, I'm sorry."

"What?"

"I'm sorry I ever did this, I thought this was what I wanted but it clearly wasn't."

What was happening? Why are they doing this now? What changed, what brought this on? It didn't make any sense...unless.

"Look, I'll just reset, I'll reset and do the proper path. I'll set everyone free and go back to my life on the surface."

You could feel it now, you could feel what happened. All the LV that Frisk had gained was being transferred to you. You now had the power and because of that, Frisk was no longer numb to what they were doing.

But they were going to put a stop to your plan.

"Reset? What the hell do you mean reset? You did all this and you think you can just reset? Who the hell do you think you are, some kind of God? No, you are reloading and you are finishing what you started, even if I have to force you."

"No Chara, this is wrong, you're one who wanted me to reset in the first place."

"And you didn't listen to me then, so why should I listen to you now? You don't deserve a second chance Frisk, and I'm going to make sure that you don't get it."

You reach out your hand and press the LOAD button. Everything goes white and when you open your eyes, you're in the judgement hall.

You're the one in control now.

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As someone who has Adhd and OCD I struggle with sticking to just one idea, I have had MULTIPLE ideas over the years, I have went back to the drawing board trying to get my own blog off the ground, but... nothing ever feels right yet I don't know what I do wrong either, I use my own characters, sure the overall idea is based around undertale, but... maybe I just don't get it. Any advice?

I actually suffer from ADHD myself so I understand your struggle.

Ultimately, these things take time. Neither this or my other blog have gotten to where they are overnight. I started these back in September and it took until now for them to finally get some traction.

Dont be afraid to put your stuff out there, don't jam it down people's throats, put your characters in some on theme, asks in other blogs. Having multiple ideas isn't a bad thing. Letting your project be flexible can be a good thing. But finding one idea and branching out can also be a great way to gain traction.

As far as original characters go, those can be difficult, but the best thing is to introduce things to your friends irl and they can help you get the ball rolling. Sometimes, just having that little bit of support can go a long way.

Don't give up, and keep at it. You'll get there eventually, and when you do, it will feel great ^_^

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Determination?

Frisk enters another battle with Sans, he doesn't say anything this time.

The two begin their battle and Sans seems to change up his attacks, catching Frisk off guard and getting more hits in then before. Frisk begins struggling against these attacks more than they should.

What the hell is happening? Why did things suddenly change? Things had a structure to them, now they are just seemingly random. Even Frisk seem stop be enjoying things less, which is nice to see, but for your plan to work, Frisk needs to win.

Frisk dies again, that makes seven. You wonder when you should stop counting, if it even matters that you are.

Frisk hesitates before confronting Sans again. "Hmm, well, this is interesting, He's not the same as he was before. Did what I say really get under his skin?" She catches the pun and starts laughing. "Well, look at that, looks like I'm filling the hole where his humor should be. Oh the dramatic irony."

They continue chuckling to themselves as they approach Sans again.

They continue fighting, over and over Frisk attacks and Sans dodges. Frisk dies over and over, yet they still continue.

10 deaths, 20 deaths, 50 deaths, 120 death, 200 deaths. More than Undyne ever did. How was Sans so consistent when it came to killing them? What made him so special?

Why was he ruining your plan?

As Frisk continued to die, you could see them go from confidant desire, to apprehensive but determined. Was Sans actually getting to them? Was Sans actually wearing down their determination?

"How, how is this possible? How is this fucking comedian so consistently killing me? This doesn't make any sense, he has no stats." They let out an annoyed yell. "It doesn't matter, he will die like all the rest, yeah, I'll turn him to dust like everyone else." They laugh as they engage Sans again.

They die once again.

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Wait a minute... You have wife ?! Incredible ! You two seem happy with other !

Yeah, I'm actually 30, and we've been together for 11 years this year. We've had problems, especially from my side, but we've made it work. She's my biggest fan and loves everything I write.

I love her and can't wait to spend the rest of my life with her, and watch our son grow up.

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How do you do it? How do you continue writing for a undertale au in a platform with barely any support for it anymore?

I've been writing off and on for years at this point. Mostly smaller stuff between my wife and I but I've always enjoyed it. I don't need a large audience seeing my work to make me happy. The fact that there are people who enjoy my work and are there when a new part drops feels amazing.

I didn't originally make this blog to write this story. I made this blog to show off and talk about my personal AU. When it didn't get much traction, I decided to just start writing the backstory, and it just worked. People read it and enjoyed it.

Undertale has been a passion of mine for a while and it has rekindled my passion for writing. I feel so fulfilled when I post a page and within minutes it has a like, even if that is the only one it gets. You have to take small victories if you want to go bigger.

My ultimate hope is that both this and my other blog, askdaematale, get big and popular. But I know this takes time, and I'm more than willing to put in the effort to get it there. One post at a time.

Thank you to everyone who has read my story and supported this blog. You all put a smile on my face every day and give the motivation to continue. We still have quite a way before we reach the modern day of Chara's story, and I hope you all enjoy the completely original parts.

Oh, and don't forget this is an ask blog, so feel free to send asks. Though they will be answered by the modern-day characters. ^_^

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Determination

Sans didn't say anything for a moment. "not sure that is something to really brag about kid."

"Oh yeah, well, I am proud of that. I finally for the first time did something for me. And now, I'm the bad guy because of that?"

"you're the bad guy for killing innocent people."

"Innocent? Right, because they totally didn't attack me first? Give me a break Sans, preach your shit to someone who cares."

Sans uses gravity magic to slam Frisk into one of the nearby pills, dazing them. Sans then summons bones beneath them again, which they can't dodge in time due to the slam.

Even though you can feel every death that Frisk suffers, you don't really care anymore. Seeing them suffer is enough bliss to numb whatever pain you may feel.

Frisk respawns again with the same crazed look they had when they fought Undyne. Them and their damn determination to win.

"hmm, that expression you're wearing, well, i wont grace it with a description."

You don't blame him, that look of theirs gives you the creeps. How could anyone wear a smile like that?

The battle begins once again and Frisk is getting better and better at dodging Sans's attacks, only taking a few hits here and there. You wish they didn't improve so quickly.

Another new attack, platforms and bones and blasters, what a nasty combination. Though, Frisk managed to scrape by with only a bit of health remaining. They eat the legendary hero and regain HP, only for Sans to slam them into the wall again. This time, however, Frisk manages to not get dazed, and dodges the bone attack.

"hey kid, let me ask you something. was it fun killing them? was it fun hunting them down the way you did?"

Frisk lets out a laugh, "Oh yeah, it was fun, seeing them cower as I approached. Watch their eyes glaze over as they turned to dust. The feeling of LV rising within me. I loved every moment of it, especially, when I killed your brother."

What the hell was wrong with them? Why are they just taunting Sans like this? Why are they so talkative with this battle, why not any others? It didn't make any sense to you.

Sans doesn't say anything, and just prepares his next attack.

"What's the matter Sans, cat got your tongue? What can't handle me talking about your dead brother?"

Multiple blasters appear randomly around Frisk. They dodge one but take a hit from another, until they ultimately succumb.

That makes six, you think to yourself.

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Hopefully that never happens. I shall be in my lab should I be needed.

A floating pen enters through the window

"I come to inform you myself that there is a Chara invasion, please stay indoors until further notice, team 90 is already dealing with it. If you are a scientist, please go to formation 7"

Oh boy, here we go.

*She informs her staff and Frisk of the news and leaves for formation 7*

I hope this wont be too bad.