Disclaimer: I don't own Undertale

A.N. I am not even going to begin to claim that I will be able to continue this. Just writing it, brought me to tears. I'll try, but anyone who wants to adopt, please feel free. Just link me to your version.

It had really started all so innocently. Frisk had accidentally freaked out when a froggit jumped out on them. A scared instinct made them realize fight or fight was a thing, afterwards, and while they stood with the dust on their hands, stunned, SHE came.

Frisk was suddenly a back seat in their own body. When Toriel tried to stop them from leaving, and this person struck her with the killing blow, Frisk shrieked NO! in their own head.

Surprisingly, the person who had taken their body, replied back. "So stupid, idiot! You wondered why this started over! I was sick of your happy ending! So I reset, and I'm going to destroy everything. Afterall, in this world its KILL OR BE KILLED!"

In the hall of judgement, they felt betrayed when the closest thing to a father they ever had, couldn't see Frisk behind the glowing eyes, couldn't see this person WAS NOT YOU.

At the very end, they discovered the girls name from a familiar daisy.

"Chara" had destroyed everything. But tauntingly, dangled a bone.

"Sell me your soul, and I'll reset everything," she said, sweet poison.
She did..

And as Frisk stared at the GENOCIDE/NO MERCY button, Chara cackled in the back of their head. She wanted FRISK to kill, to destroy them, and with their soul stolen, they couldn't do a thing..

Except this. Froggit hit them, and they took the blow. What started as a walk for independence grew into horror for the goat mom, as she stared at the corpse on the floor, before fleeing.

Chara had made one vital mistake- She had handed over the power to reset to Frisk, to watch them futilely try to fight their fate, over and over.

And with the connection to the soulless child's body faded, Chara had nothing to ground her, and simply faded away.

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Something was different about this reset, Sans realized. He hoped it wasn't going to be as bad as last time..

The kid.. the kid had destroyed everything they and the monsters had worked for. They had killed Sans brother. And Sans had betrayed everyone, by trusting a human. A human who was only there to gain their trust and backstab them.

Sans could almost feel Pap's scarf in his hand. His eye flaring blue, he turned to the door to the ruins.
Toriel hadn't shown up, and it'd been a week. If that kid had killed Tori already.. There was no promise holding him back.

He heard a thunk against the floor, and the air seemed filled with soft, pitiful tears.

"Knock knock," Sans said through the door. Silence stretched on for one long moment, before he got a response.

"I'm sorry Sans.. I'm not feeling particularly funny today," Tori said, her voice hitching. "I couldn't.. even save one child."
Sans eyes faded into black holes.

"Tori, I'm coming in," he said. It spoke for how lost Tori was, that she didn't even try to fight the decision.

Sans was short compared to Tori, but easily lifted her up by her arms.
"Come on Tori," he murmured. "Let's go to the house."

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She had told him where the body was- She couldn't bear to go again, but pled with to Sans to bury the poor child. He was reluctant, but promised Tori he would.

As he arrived at the body, he stopped still. There was a small family of froggits, and the littlest one was croaking tears out, surrounding the body. There was monster candy, scattered around the body.

An elderly froggit sat closer to him, and looked up in surprise as Sans walked up to him.

"What happened here?" Sans asked, it coming out harsher than intended.

"Lil Frog accidentally hit this kid too hard," the froggit responded. "We keep trying to give the kid monster candy to heal them up.."

That said a lot for why the candies were scattered. Froggits were ignorant to human biology, and since the body didn't turn to dust, they had hoped to cure the kid.

Sans hesitantly approached the group, asking the same question. Lil Frog was the only one to speak up.

"I just wanted to play! But a fight started, for some reason. I wanted to thump them good for that, but they didn't even dodge. This red stuff came out, and.. and.." Lil Frog keened, seeming far too aware what had happened, compared to the others.
"..they just smiled and said thank you."

Sans turned to the body, an unreadable expression in his gaze. Across the blood splattered face, were grooves. The kid had been crying as they died. But why?

Sans had a horrible sinking feeling that he was missing something, as he gathered up Frisk's body. The child who had once called him dad.

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With the body moved, the froggits scattered and afraid to enter the room, there was nothing left but a puddle of blood and a handful of monster candy. The blood was steaming, for some reason, despite it not being hot in the room whatsoever, and the blood being days old.

White wisps of steam came up to form a shivering child form, incredibly transparent. Frisk wasn't quite sure what was happening, but when their dad walked by, blood stained, they curled up in a heartbreaking ball of terror.

But Sans passed right by them, unseeing. And somehow this was worse, as silent, screaming sobs wracked their body. The day passed by, and their sobs died down to shuddering that was almost painful.

Everything they had done was lost, and there was be no saving for them. They lay down in the blood, half aware, and that was how the next few days went.

They were almost completely lost when a soft 'hand' pushed at him.

"H-hey," a familiar voice said. "A-are you ok-kay?" Frisk turned up their face, startled, and with delight shot over to Napstablook, grasping him, shuddering. Frisk tried to tell Napstablook what had happened, but to their shock, nothing would come from their throat.

"Oh.." Napstablook said in realization. "Y-you haven't been t-taught to talk yet, huh? New ghosts s-sometimes have that problem." He smiled softly at them and took their hand, leading them carefully away, phasing through walls. "I'll t-teach you," Napstablook promised. "Like how Metta taught me."

And with a tiny, hopeful grin, they followed Napstablook. And if their hand grew a little tighter on Napstablook, and Frisk's eyes brimmed with tears... Well Napsta wasn't going to say anything.