UF!Frisk's POV
How many times had I tried to avoid this? How long had I been dealing with the pain of knowing everyone either wants you dead or just couldn't care less? Too long that was the answer and it was time and pain that finally drove me to the breaking point.
Exiting the door to the ruins dust fell off my red and black striped sweater as well as the "toy" knife I held tightly in my hand as I walked through the snow-covered forest.
Reaching the poorly constructed gate I immediately turned around and waited for him, I knew he'd been following me just as he had many times.
I felt a small smile form on my lips as I saw the short skeleton approach me. I could tell by the look on his face he wasn't happy.
"Why'd ya do it kid?" I heard him ask.
"You wouldn't understand Sans." I replied then turned to walk away. Sans wasn't having that though because before I could react he'd turned my soul blue and pulled me back to face him.
"Frisk don't walk away from me when I'm fucking talking to you!" Sans yelled in more of a foul mood than he had been.
"Let me go, Sans, your brother will be here soon and you wouldn't want him seeing this would you?" I said in a sweet but serious tone.
Sans frowned and hesitated before dropping me hard on the ground.
"I'll give you two options kid, Reset and I'll help you out when you come back or continue this path and see what waits for you at the end." I heard him say then teleport away.
I stood there surprised by the options I was given but despite everything I finally made a choice, I just hope it was the right one.