Okay, so an undertale story. Just a quick warning this story is written in the 2nd person. Honestly, I don't think this is going against the guidelines for a story, but I can understand if it does. Anyone, before I ramble, let's just continue the story. Story Start!

"huh. you're back for more, i see."

Those were Sans words as you entered the judgement hall once again. You wished he would shut his mouth and let you kill him.

"listen, bud. i don't want to anymore than you do."

"Don't try to humor me, comedian."

He sighs in response. Of course, you knew exactly what was going on. Your countless attempts to defeat the skeleton jokester with his shit-eating grin were large enough signs of your true intentions.

The dust covering your clothes and the knife in your hand were also large signs. You twiddle your knife within your hand, waiting for an opportunity to strike him, so he would crumble to dust like every monster you'd fought so far.

"listen, bud." He repeated. "i know you can be a better person."

"And what, exactly makes you believe that?" You respond angrily.

Within seconds, you found yourself flying backwards, straight into the back wall of the Judgement Hall. "please. just reset." You internally groan. How many times was this damn skeleton going to ask for mercy? You had no intent on giving him any, and he knew it perfectly well..

"And why would I do that? This is fun, fighting my way through this god-damned Underground."

"if you don't reset.." He starts. Slowly, one of his all-too-familiar 'Gaster Blasters' formed behind him. Then another. And another. Soon, he practically had aN army of the things. "i'll make you."

"You don't control my decisions!" You retort, spitting at him. The entire army of overgrown laser pointers behind the skeleton began to emit light. You knew what it meant. Back to the void, where you would just go back to fight another day.

However, Sans does something.. unexpected.

"not yet. i want to make sure this.. abomination resets." He turns his head back to you. "listen. you will reset the world."

"And what makes you think that?" Why did he think he could control you?

"because, if you don't.." he moves his hand to the side and down, leaving you on the floor.

Directly in front of your save point.

"if you refuse to reset, i'll make you. i'll destroy your save point."

You gulp. "y-you wouldn't dare.." You knew, mainly from a certain flower, that without a save, the world would be reset.

& you were willing to bet that Sans knew that as well.

"try me." was all he responded with.

You really had no choice. It was either reset or reset. It was a lose-lose situation. no matter what you picked, you'd get the same outcome.

Before you have a chance to respond, you feel a pain fill your chest. The noise informed you what it was: a bone. directly through your soul.

You could feel your HP draining, slowly but surely. Idiotic karmic retribution. "tick tock. times running out. pick your poison." You sighed internally. "F-fine.." You barely manage.

"I-i'll reset."

"good. now, you better follow your word. because if you don't.." You can barely make out a flash of blue and yellow light coming from his left eye. "bad won't describe the time you'll have." With that, he let his Gaster Blasters fire, and the only thing you see for.. an eternity is the color white, with a small tint of blue.

Then.. black. You see two words appear in front of you, both orange in color, surrounded by boxes of the same color.

"Continue". "Reset".

In any other circumstance, you would've chosen the sooner. You needed to defeat him, you needed to kill that comedian to show him that he was no better than anyone else you'd killed on your adventure through the hellhole known as the Underground. But now.. you were afraid. If you didn't reset, he would make you. You had no choice.

Were you really going to go against everything you had worked so hard to do, go back to your first moments in the Underground, just because you were afraid of a skeleton in slippers..? Or because you knew it was hopeless, that you'd never win the battle?

That being said, you know you have no choice..

So, with a mixture of anger and depression, you press the "Reset" button.

You are quickly greeted with pure black. No options, no color, nothing. It felt, darker than dark, somehow. If black was an absense of color, this color that surrounded you was something that ate, absorbed color, something that had such a distaste for it that the mere thought of it would send it rampaging. Or, you know. It was just the color black. You weren't sure why you had to be so extravagant with a description of it. Either way, it was dark.

After a few moments, you felt air flying past you. You had to hold your breath in to keep yourself from lacking oxygen. Soon enough, a color shone through the darkness:yellow. the spot grew larger and larger until-

ooph!

They always said those flowers cushioned your fall. You had to agree with that, especially after your two times of landing on them. However, that didn't meant that they stopped the pain of the fall completely. You were always kind of limping to... him.

You had almost forgotten about Azzy.

You had to deal with his crap agai-

Wait a minute. Did you just think what you thought you had thought? You just censored yourself.. Weird..

Oh well. It didn't matter anyway. It'd probably be a one-time thing.

Then again, you didn't have much time to test it. You had to get back to Sans.

And get your revenge.

Without wasting another moment, you made your way to the world's most psychopathic flower.

So yeah, I actually like how this is going so far. Even so, this is only my seconds story, so criticism is appreciated. See you in the next chapter.