A/N: So we finally reached the ending chapter/s of the Ruins. I'm honestly surprised that I could fit the entire ruins in 11 or so chapters or something. Though the Snowdin, Waterfall and Hotland arcs will probably be much longer or something
Random Fact: I have spent in roughly 32 hours of my life working on this. There are eleven chapters which takes about 3 hours each well, except this chapter which took two. I measure time with music. I have the capability of listening to the same song over and repeatedly so I listened to hour version of songs. By the time I finish, three songs have passed. This does not include my authors notes. Purely story.
MechaSniper51: Thank you I guess? I'm not sure whether that is a complement or something else
'Shit/Shit' both the voice and Frisk thought as the two saw Toriel blocking the exit.
The first thing you should definitely do is check her stats
" Mmm." Frisk nodded as they pulled up Toriel's statistics, Voice dictating.
Toriel: ATK: 80 DEF: 80
Knows what's best for you
As soon as the voice finished reading, at flurry of fireballs was sent towards Frisk.
" Oh Crap!" they exclaimed as they tried not to get burnt to a crisp.
Frisk hissed in pain as they were hit in the shoulder and legs with the fireballs, HP lowering to 12 as Toriel completely looked through them
Frisk didn't even use the options on their menu bar to talk to Toriel, they just did.
" Toriel! Please let me pass. I do not want to fight you! I just want to go home ! If you truly know what was best for me then you would let me leave!"
Toriel looked at Frisk emotionlessly, not responding to Frisk's shout.
More fireballs flew Frisk's way. They were really hot and surrounded Frisk rapidly.
" Damn it. If I don't get out of here, I'm gonna get killed!" Frisk exclaimed as the fireballs surrounded them. Damn was Toriel strong as hell.
" Toriel! Please don't ignore me! I want to talk. Maybe we can discuss this reasonably- WHOA!" Frisk exclaimed as a fireball whizzed over their head, singing some of their hair.
" Hey! You burnt my hair!...Actually...it was never pretty looking to begin with...never mind."
Toriel squinted her eyes shut as she let out her next attack, knowing full well that it would kill the child. Her soul ached, she knew that this was wrong. Heh. Almost as bad as her shitty husband Asgore was doing. Keeping someone locked in a place where they don't want to stay. However, this was for Frisk's own good.
" Goodbye my child." Toriel whispered as she summoned numerous amount of fireballs and sending them towards Frisk in a complex crisscross pattern.
Just as expected, Frisk couldn't handle the attack. It was too much for them.
Frisk screamed as the fireballs burned their skin, slowly draining their HP. As each HP left, Frisk felt hope left them. Until...
CRACK!
BWANG!
Frisk literally saw their soul crack in half and shatter into numerous pieces before collapsing.
' NO NO NO NO' Frisk chanted as they fell into a dark abyss. ' This can't be how it ends. This cannot be how it ends. I refuse to let it end this way. I am DETERMINED to get back home. I am DETERMINED to see my friends. I WILL get from under this fricking mountain if it's the last thing I do! I want to continue!"
' Ompf ! " Frisk grunted as they landed on something hard. Frisk shot up, searching about frantically for anyway to escape the darkness. An idiot would figure out that a shattered soul means you're dead but Frisk refused to let it end that way.
' I will get the hell out of here. I will go back home. Even if I have to turn time itself back, I am DETERMINED to leave.'
Two panels that Frisk hadn't seen before appeared. CONTINUE and RESET
' You cannot give up just yet. Frisk stay determined ' Frisk heard someone say. It clearly was not the voice Frisk knew. It was deep, clear and sounded like a very powerful authority figure. Voice's voice was distorted and he was probably make a smart ass comment like ' Congratulations on dying Frisk. The first thing you did with sense since coming here.' or something like that.
However, Frisk still wasn't sure whether or not to press continue or reset.
' Let me think about this. Since this is very much like a RPG, I should press continue. Reset probably means to start over from the top, meaning all my work would be undone and I'll hate to have to do this over. I'll go with continue for now. I have a feeling that resetting means more than just ' starting over''
Frisk lifted their hands that appeared a transparent read and pushed the continue sign that was very much larger than them.
As soon as Frisk pushed, everything went white.
" Ngh. " Frisk groaned as they woke up, laying in the front of Toriel's home, the save point glittering in Frisk's face.
" What the..." Frisk muttered as they pushed themselves off the ground.
Frisk ! Are you alright. I couldn't contact you and the only way that would happen would be if you died!
" Wait...I died?" Frisk asked incredulously.
...
" Uh...hello?"
ARE YOU FRICKING KIDDING ME ! YOU JUST FRICKING DIED FRISK ! DIED ! AND THAT'S THE SHITTY ATTITUDE YOU'RE GONNA GO ABOUT IT ?!YOU'RE NOT THE LEAST BIT WORRIED ABOUT IT ?! DO YOU KNOW HOW HARD IT WAS FOR MY WATCHING YOUR BODY BURN TO ASHES WHILE TORIEL JUST WALKS AWAY WITHOUT LOOKING BACK?! YOU NEED TO BE NOT SO GODDAMN CARELESS AT TIMES. WHAT IF YOU STAYED DEAD?! DO YOU REALLY WANT TO LEAVE YOUR FRIENDS ALONE. WHAT IF YOU WEREN'T DETERMINED ENOUGH? WHAT IF YOU COULDN'T ACTIVATE THE SAVE SCREEN. WHAT IF-
" You really do care about me don't you." Frisk simply said.
They heh'd hopelessly. " I'm sorry."
No. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have yelled at you. I let my emotions get the best of me
" You mentioned something about save screens?"
I-I um
" Don't worry about it. I know now is not the time to ask about such things. I'm letting you know now though. I am taking a mental note about everything you say that catches my attention and there will be many many many questions."
I'm looking forward to it
" Come on. Let's go back inside and this time...let's not die."
Having someone caring for their well being, filled Frisk with determination.
Completing this chapter fills the author with so much determination that they might update again depending on how tired they are after updating a different story.