-people suddenly appear in the A/N space-
Hana: I think I'm gonna be sick...-trying hard not to vomit-
Sans: not on my jacket, doll. just cleaned the damn thing. -left eye is glowing red in warning-
Frisk: -tugs on Hana's sleeve-
Flowey: They're asking if you're alright.
Hana: Not after that I'm not...oh, hi there. -take a couple of deep breaths- Okay...I'm good. Totally good. So, I'm Hanashi, or just Hana is fine. Welcome to my first Undertale FanFic. As you can see, I'm with a few Fell characters today.
Frisk: ...
Flowey: Frisk, it ain't like you can't talk. So what's the deal?
Hana: This is a story that snuck past my defenses before I realized what happened...but unlike with two other works, I'm currently working on (different fandoms entirely) I can't promise a schedule.
Sans: sounds like too much fucking work.
Hana: ANYWAY. Enjoy the prologue...consider it a taste of what's to come with this fun misadventure! Also, I don't own Undertale, that belongs to Toby Fox...and I'm only a fan of this AU, so that's a thing. Enjoy!
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+ - Prologue – Judgment Hall - +
"aite, so ya really enjoy swinging that lil' toy of yers, huh?" You heard a gruff voice tell you. What was going on? You found yourself confused, taking in the hall you were standing in. It looked as though the sun were setting. The beams of light were filtering through the room, casting elongated shadows of the pillars. The yellows and browns gave the area around you almost a warm hue…but for some reason, seeing this corridor…filled you with a sense of dread. "i know you didn't answer me before, but...tell me somethin', kid. i can feel it. there's a glimmer of — and there ain't no way i can even believe this bs ya got goin' on — a good person inside of you."
Did…you know this voice? You shake your head in confusion. How did you get here? Where was here? Who was standing before you? It was too hard as they were hidden in one of the shadows of the pillars…but you saw something glowing over there…a red glow…
"…someone who, maybe in a string of different choices, might have even been...a friend?" the voice was skeptic about saying that aloud. "so, eh, if you're actually in there, then c'mon, buddy. let's forget all of this, ok? just lay down your weapon, and...well, my job will be a lot easier."
Weapon? You look down, and pale. Where had that come from? A knife was clenched in your fist.
"…you okay there? ya lookin' as pale as a ghost." The strange being asked, quirking a brow…you couldn't see the action, but you were certain he was. You shook your head, before falling to your knees. The knife clattered on the floor as you released it, and you started crying in terror and fear. What happened to you? You didn't understand anything! "okay…you're, ah…not alright…answer me this, kid…what's the last thing you remember?"
You admit you remember falling down a hole…and not waking up. You swear that was all you knew.
The other party seemed…weary.
"heh…rather convenient." He mused, with a bitter chuckle. "so…you don't remember anything about…an all out genocide?"
Genocide? You? You couldn't even harm a fly! You tell the accuser in desperation. Why were you so desperate?
"kid, i would love to believe a word you're sayin', but the dust of many semi-innocent monsters on your hands? welp. it ain't exactly helping your cause."
Suddenly, there was pain. So much pain. You coughed up blood, and looked down to see you had been impaled by…bones. Snowy white bones now stained in your crimson blood. Everything was spinning out of focus. You swore you saw something glowing in your dimming vision…something that shattered before you had the chance to take a look at it.
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"don't even think of coming back, you little shit."
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Chara – LV 19
The Last Corridor
[Continue] [❤True Reset]
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Long ago, two races ruled over Earth. Humans and Monsters.
One day, war broke out between the two races.
After a long battle, the humans were victorious.
They sealed the monsters underground with a magic spell.
Legends say that those who climb Mount Ebott, never return.
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"Why do you believe they've come to such a conclusion?"
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