Life used to be simple, go to work from nine to five, met up with the family every now and again and make dangerous hazards for fun. Simple in many standards, but that was my life. I should explain the past tense some now shouldn't I. Well it would be better to just show you now wouldn't it. Now where to begin…

"Good morning Atlanta! This is your morning wake-up call from yours truly, Ryan Merry. Now that your awake here's our weather forecast for today" I groan smacking the power cord of the radio out of its socket.

"Stupid thing waking me up at" I look at my clock "9:30 AM!" I growl while hastily getting dressed in an old pair of jeans and a blue sweater.

"Hey Frank, you ready to go up their man?" My cousin Steven calls up as I put my shoes on.

I head downstairs to greet him, Steven is a twenty-year-old with pale skin, green eyes, brown hair, and is about 5'4. Compared to me a thirty-two-year-old with long brown hair with blue eyes whose an irritating 6 and a half feet tall and you get people asking if your names are David and goliath, oh and I can't walk through doors without hitting my head.

"Steven any ideas what you want to do tomorrow" I ask him forcing a grin. Steven looks at me for a moment before sighing.

"Frank, you need to work on the whole pretending to care thing" Steven complains throwing his arms up and grabbing the keys to his car.

"I'd rather not Steven" I roll my eyes "besides I'm getting you a present today" I inform him as we get in his car.

"Frank remember don't stomp on baby's, don't smack old people, don't…" Steven grabs the bridge of his nose "Don't do anything but find a present and purchase it" I dead pan at him before walking away.

'you smack a baby once and everyone gets all butt hurt, Stomp on an old guys nads his wife thanks me, I mean jeez so nonsensical'

"By the way its stomp on old people, and smack baby's" I say over my shoulder as I walk down the shopping center. 'GameGo, nope he'd like a present from there how about Bargain Bin'.

I chuckle internally as I pick up an old dusty heart shaped locket. Walking up to the register I grab a rusty revolver picking that up I check out with an old man in front of the register.

Turning to leave I hear a sharp whistle before I start to black out, to bad I hit the floor first.

Now that were caught up let's begin with the fact I am in complete agonizing pain; my body feels like it in a blender within an oven inside of a blackhole while superman smashes his knee into my dick with a side of planet buster hulk.

Yes, that bad...

Hours, weeks, years, time has no concept in this dark pla- "AHHH LIGHT IT BURNS" I blanch at the sound of someone else's voice coming from my mouth. I'm pissed that it's a girl's voice and that I am falling towards a chain of islands which may also be a factor of my worry.

'Frisk get a hold of yourself!' Oh, and now I have a voice in my head, how quaint 'Frisk do you see that lake over there, try to land in it'.

Good idea voice, now how do I steer.

I aim for the pond on one of the smaller islands painstakingly before closing my eyes and holding my breath 'THREE, TWO, ONE, BRACE' I tense up as I splash down.

I touch the bottom and swim up as fast as possible and gasping for air. I open my eyes only to see a pair of unamused glowing red eyes in front of me 'Idiot don't ever do that again Frisk!'

"Sorry Chara" I say in embarrassment only to blink in confusion 'what did I just' I stand up prompting 'Chara' to stand up and I walk towards the water 'No matter what Frisk its still you' Chara whispers in my ear, but what looks to be a young girl with a rounded face, tan skin, and long brown hair. Looks back at me in the water she is about 3'7 in a blue and purple striped sweater with blue jeans and with huge overly long draping sleeves, what the worst thing was, I remember the Undertale game and I look like Moe fanart.

The funny thing about this is my LvL doesn't match up with frisks memories at a whopping 36 of the twenty earnable in the underground compared to his zero.

"Are you OK" I ask still internally disturbed by the fact I can feel frisks memory's floating around the back of my head and the fact I have so much LvL and how I earned it, probably the baby thing if I should guess because now I don't know for certain it's a "Really Really bad thing to do".

Chara is a near albino white skinned girl of the same stature minus an inch or so, she has stunning red hair and eyes that- 'I'm cutting that train of thought off right there' she leans on my head and nods I look around the area to notice I'm in a wooded shoreline enshrouded by mist.

'where are we' Chara asks in an exasperated huff glaring down at me. My body moves on its own and plants a kiss on her forehead "I don't know" I say nonchalantly internally panicking beyond mortal comprehension.

"let's see what's going on Chara" I giggle …now that I'm completely dead inside at the giggle that emanated from me of all people, glancing at chara my soul metaphorically shrivels further her blush.

'And just this morning I wasn't followed by a demon girl in another girl's body, I'm going to kill someone if Flowey shows up'

Distant shouts and the clanging of metal on metal rings out not too far away, I look at Chara and smile without my own permission and sneak over towards the sounds.