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okay, so I had realized that my quota of sadism hasn't been met for a long time and needed to vent some of my urges, so this chapter is extreeeeeeemely graphic, so anyone who feel squeamish, just go to the end of the chapter where i'll write a TL:DR version of the chapter, alrighty? *cheerily smile and make the V sign*
everyone else, you're a special kind of freaks, aren't ya? *smirk* enjoy my special hell~
P.s. You wanna blame someone for this chapter? Blame Nicolle, she gave me the idea *smirk darkly at Nicolle* suffer
THANK YOU EVERYONE WHO HAD READ, REVIEWED, FAVORITED, AND FOLLOWED MY STORY! I LOVE YOU ALL!
ENJOY ^^
warning: disturbing themes, graphic torture, death, catatonic state. okay, this whole chapter is one big warning.
Keep rocking, you guys.
p.s. i may have overdid it a bit... but oh well, that's life, i guess?
Soundtrack:
first part (until the first scream :D):
Undertale OST - But nobody came
second part (all the juicy parts):
Undertale OST - The fallen child/In my way
third part (you will all know when it comes):
Undertale OST - Goodnight/Respite
Determination Comes When People Call Its Name
They moaned and kicked in their sleep, then stopped for a moment to pant heavily as if they had just run a marathon before resuming to thrash their legs and arms as if they were trying to ward something off.
A sudden rise in panic and grief through the link jarred Chara out of their semi-aware state they had developed throughout the year to pass the time when Frisk was sleeping… and had normal dreams, which seemed to be becoming the norm in the three days following the visit to Dr. Nil.
Dazed eyes blinked to clarity and the ghost glanced down to see the distressed flailing.
*Frisk? The ghost gathered the flailing human in their arms, not caring when the limbs hit them since they couldn't feel the pain anyways.
*Frisk, wake up! They patted the tear-stained cheek, trying to hold the child in place. But it seemed to worsen the human's fright and white-knuckled fists hit their front, cracked whimpers leaving the gasping mouth.
Chara tried to reach for Frisk through the link only to realize that nothing was getting through to their partner and so pressed their forehead to Frisk's hair, letting their being enter the smaller body.
Immediately they fell into the void that was Frisk's dream-state. Used to it, they braced themselves for the impact.
But they kept falling.
And falling.
And falling.
Snapping eyes open in confusion, they straightened themselves and almost instantly their descent stopped, leaving them floating in a darker than black void.
*Frisk? The ghost called into the nothingness, swiveling around, *Frisk! Answer me!
*But nothing answered.
Very worried now, Chara clenched their fists and decided to just screw it and pick some random direction and walk like they did last time. They closed their eyes and let their partner's link guide them through the void.
They walked for what seemed to be hours, growing more and more concerned when they saw nothing nor heard anything.
Where was Frisk? What is happening to make their partner so frightened? Are they lost in the void?
Something burned behind their eyelids and they stopped, raising their fingers to rub at their eyes, startling when they felt wetness.
*Come on, Chara, this is not the time to become a scared baby… Chara berated themselves yet could feel how the tears continued to flow down their cheeks.
*I'm… I'm scared… They held themselves as their body shook. *I'm so tired of this! I'm so tired of having to deal with this bullshit! They shouted, the void swallowing their frustrations. *Just answer me already, you damn brat!
*But no—
A scream shook the void and Chara stumbled back, eyes searching frantically all over, pupils shrinking in panic.
*Frisk! Frisk, where are you!? They rushed forward, their being thrumming with terror at the agony lingering behind. What is happening? Who is hurting their partner?
Something blocked their way and they collided with it heavily, falling back and holding their face instinctively despite not feeling the pain they expected to feel in Frisk's dreams.
A barrier. There was a barrier in their way. It was almost like—
*The freak! Fear grabbed them. *No… No. No. No. No.
*No! They sat up, intending to go and bash the freak's head into the wall for hurting their partner again—
Another scream rattled through their being and they stood up, rushing to the barrier and punching it in hopes of using the element of surprise to break it.
Bone-chilling laughter echoed and freezing fingers enclosed over their shoulders. Jumping in surprise, the ghost snapped around and pushed the freak away from them, chest heaving with rage at the sight of their copy standing in front of them, blood and dust covering their front like second layer.
The ghost's eyes widened and the creature's cheeks tore as it smirked.
"It HaS bEeN a WhIlE, cHaRa~" The creature cooed, form flickering to Frisk's form, eyes glowing madly with Determined red.
*What did you do to Frisk!? Chara demanded, growling. *I thought I had managed to keep you away!
The creature laughed and spread its arms, showing angry red tinted black lines over their wrists and elbows. "Oh, YoU mAnAgEd To KeEp Me AwAy InDeAd. It'S sTiLl HuRtS lIkE hElL. bUt—" The creature purred and approached the ghost, cornering Chara against the barrier. The ghost took a step back and froze when they realized that the wall was blocking their retreat. Red pupils looked back and then forward, a small yelp leaving their mouth when Frisk's copy appeared millimeters from their face, chilling to the bone fingers on their chest.
The freak grinned, black goop dripping from their mutilated face. "—I'vE gOt DeTeRmInAtIoN!"
The barrier disappeared and Chara was pushed into the void.
Screams tore from their chest as Chara fell, struggling to grab anything to stop themselves from plunging deeper into the void, dread gripping their being as they felt the familiar touch of the nothingness. That same nothingness that always tried to tear them away from Frisk's SOUL each time the human would die.
*Frisk had...? No. No. no. nononononononononono!
They struggled hysterically, hitting and kicking at the tendrils while screaming their fear to the void.
Frisk died.
Their partner was dead.
And they were next.
A tendril grabbed their midsection and Chara screeched, tearing it away from them.
*Get away from me!
Their shoulders were consumed. Pain exploded behind their eyelids and an agonized shriek left their lips.
*Don't touch me!
Their legs were next.
*Leave me alone!
Their neck.
*I don't want to die!
Their wrists.
*Please! Furious tears streamed down the frightened ghost's cheeks as their limbs grew heavy and their struggling weakened, letting the void grab easily onto their body and leeching off their existence.
Their head swirled, growing hazier with each passing second, their body sinking into the emptiness of the void.
Giving half-hearted struggles, the ghost screamed for help.
The nothingness entered their mouth and their awareness fizzled away.
*I'm scared... I don't want to die... Please...
Their insides were filled with the void and their consciousness slipped away.
They finally gave up and slumped down, letting the nothingness devour them completely.
*I'm... sorry... Partner… was the last thought that passed the ghost's mind before everything disappeared.
…
Only to reappear when freezing hands held their cheeks.
Hazy eyes blinked open sluggishly, the ghost slowly registering the goopy mass that restrained their arms and their lower part to the wall behind them, leaving only their torso, shoulders and head free.
"YoU'rE fInAlLy AwAkE~" The specter managed to look up to see a mutilated version of their partner's face grinning at them, mad eyes filled with excitement. The red pupils shrunk and the specter struggled in the hold, their energy quickly spent from exhaustion, causing them to go limp, gasping for missing air.
*…Wh…What…did you… do to… me? Their voice cracked and their head fell down, unable to hold itself up anymore. The creature cackled and knelt down, forcing the ghost's head back up to face it.
"JuSt LeT yOu Re-LiVe YoUr WoRsT nIgHtMaReS sInCe I wAs BoReD," It shrugged, "ThAt, AnD i WaNtEd To TrY sOmEtHiNg.
YoU sEe," It released their face, letting it loll down once more, then stood up and walked away from the ghost, crouching before something that the void around them has been hiding in its folds, the creature moving the folds away and lifting something up.
It turned to them with an insane grin. "I mAdE sUrE tHaT tHiS tImE, yOu WoN't Be AbLe To LoCk Me AwAy AgAiN."
The folds shifted away. The ghost lifted their gaze and gasped, eyes widening in horror mingled with rage.
It was a face stripped of color of a child, empty eyes staring back as the creature fizzled into the ghost's image and held the small form close to them, cooing and petting the blood and dust streaked hair.
Their partner...
...isk.
Frisk...
It was Frisk...
*Frisk! The ghost cried out, agony in their tone as they growled at the creature, *What did you do to them!?
"NoThINg~ I wAs JuSt ShOwInG tHeM tHaT oNe TrIp To ThE dOcToR wOn'T kIcK mE oUt," The creature hissed, holding the small child closer. "ThEy'Re MiNe FoReVeR! i'M tHe OnLy OnE tHeY sHoUlD lIsTeN tO!"
*You… Chara snarled, feeling some of their strength returning and their thoughts slowly clearing from their nightmare. *Leave Frisk alone!
Something moved inside the empty look and the creature smirked, placing Frisk against an invisible wall and walking towards Chara, squishing their cheeks with its thumb and pointing finger. Red pupils looked up, filled with hatred and a promise for a painful death.
The creature's smirk turned dark and a scream tore from Chara's throat as a knife was plunged into their stomach.
So they're indeed inside of Frisk's dream-world now, Chara thought unhelpfully as they coughed out blood and heaved through the pain.
Pain… They could feel the pain... Heh, they know how to deal with pain… pain is something, pain is them not yet succumbing to the void… Pain is good. If it wasn't by the hands of that freak! They coughed more blood, watching indifferently as a waterfall of the same red substance flowed from their stomach to the void.
The freak laughed insanely, eyes glowing with sick delight.
"PaYbAcK~ sO sWeEt~" Another knife was pushed into Chara's chest and they screamed once more, their mind overwhelmed with the unused senses.
It waited for them to come down from the daze to grab their face and lift it up, Frisk's twisted smile glaring back.
Chara spat blood at the creature's face and smiled a bloody grin. *I thought knives were my thing, you dirty idea stealer.
It growled and slapped their face. *Struck a nerve there? What, got all prissy because you're jealous of Dr. Nice?
Another slap and a knife to their shoulder. They cursed when their screams stopped, eyes watering up and tears mingling with the blood flowing down.
*You're lucky I can't die here… Chara coughed and gurgled when the creature grabbed their throat.
"I cAn AlWaYs SeNd YoU bAcK tO tHe vOiD. iT lOnGs FoR iTs LoSt PrIzE."
Chara tensed, body starting to tremble at the memory of the void clawing its way over their being, swallowing them whole. Frisk's copy laughed and dragged jagged nails over their jugular.
Chara's screwed their eyes shut, completely overwhelmed by the pain and the lack of Determination flowing from Frisk had made them cry harder, longing for the warmth of their partner's SOUL.
*Frisk… They looked up when the creature left them alone for a short moment to let them catch their breath. The child was in their pajamas, only the clothes were red with blood and ripped at some places, letting the scars be open to the void.
But no injuries on their body, yet the void's nothingness fuzzed out the edges of the small form.
Dread gripped Chara, not wanting their partner to experience the terrible sensation of being consumed alive by the void.
What did the freak do!?
The creature stepped into their line of sigh, gripping their chin and raising it for a moment before releasing it, Chara feeling something keep their head up. Eyes wide with dread and rage, Chara watched as the creature, still looking like Frisk, sickly giggle and pat Frisk's cheek, cooing softly at them.
"WaKeY wAkEy~ TiMe FoR tHe MaIn CoUrSe~"
Chara did not like the sound of that, winching when Frisk's eyes cleared up and the child's mouth instantly opened to scream only for the creature to shush them, kissing them on the eyes affectionately.
"Ah, Ah, Ah~ YoU'lL hAvE tImE fOr ThAt LaTeR~" It gestured to Chara. Frisk whimpered, eyes flickering to them and widening in horror.
No... nonononono, Chara!
*Frisk! Whatever that freak does, it's a dream! Chara called back, smirking weakly when Frisk gave a small nod, slanted eyes still ridiculously large and shiny with tears. *I'll find a way out, okay? Just stay Determ— They screamed as the knife imbedded in their stomach twisted and moved up, spilling more than just blood this time from the gaping hole that the knife created.
CHARA! Frisk tried to scream but the creature was still holding their mouth close. Tears streamed down the round cheeks and the child looked ready to throw up, trying to release themselves from the creature's hold.
Chara's eyes rolled back and the ghost's body sagged in their binds. Frisk's muffled howls were filled with grief and fear.
"ThIs Is WhAt HaPpEnS wHeN yOu DiSoBeY mE~" A chilly voice ghosted over their ear. Frisk sobbed, trying to reach out for Chara's limp body but the creature held them in a tight embrace, brushing their sticky hair back. Frisk tried to push it away, resulting in the creature pinning them to the wall, fizzling into Chara's image.
"YoU'rE mInE!" The being cooed and placed their free hand over Frisk's chest where their heart should be, Frisk's breath hitched and they shuddered uneasily at the touch. "I gUeSs I hAvE tO tEaCh YoU tHAt In ThE hArD wAy."
Frisk's breathing picked up and the child flailed, legs thrashing and hands trying to release themselves from the hold.
Please. Please don't. Please, just leave me alone. Please. Please. Please. Please. Don't hurt me.
The being's smile softened, eyes growing warm. Frisk looked back, eyes wide with hope.
The smile widened.
A tear.
CRUNCH
An agonized gut-wrenching scream resonated through the void.
Freezing fingers coated in thick blood dug inside tore open chest and broken ribs, the being ignoring the flailing limbs and the tortured wails as it curled its fingers around a beating organ and ripping it out with a loud squelching noise, blood spraying all over.
"AwWwW~" The creature cooed, hugging the flaccid body to them and kissing the still beating heart, spreading blood all over their face, "I aLwAyS kNeW yOu LiKeD Me BaCk DeSpItE fIgHtInG aGaInSt Me AlL tHe TiMe."
The heart stopped beating.
Suddenly, the void begun to swirl and the creature's head shot up, eyes wide with shock and horror. It immediately tried to put back the heart into Frisk's unmoving chest.
"No… nO! YoU dOn'T gEt To Do ThAt To mE! DoN't YoU dArE TrY aNd rUn AwAy!"
The void swallowed it whole.
Chara snapped to awareness and straightened up, finding themselves standing in Frisk's room.
*Frisk! They gasped, falling onto their knees when the memories of the torture came flooding back. They heaved and clutched at their stomach, after-shocks of the pain that shouldn't be there overwhelming their being.
After managing to think through the agony and terror, they picked up their unusually heavy head and slowly floated their way to the bed, straining their head up to their partner.
*Frisk? How are you feeling?
Silence...
Frisk was lying on the bed, empty eyes staring at the ceiling.
Chara's pupils shrunk with fear and the ghost hovered over the child, shaking fingers raising the pajama shirt to see a distorted shape burned into a scar over the heart, overtaking Flowey's scar with its rich blood red color.
The ghost immediately pulled the shirt down, the implications hitting them with the realization that Frisk's heart had stopped during the nightmare.
Frisk had died, bringing them back to the previous day's night.
What happened after they had passed out from the pain? What did the freak do!?
Why did they have to suffer so much...
*Frisk? Please snap out of it… Chara begun to cry, the emotional and physical stress of the nightmare growing to be too much for them. They lied next to Frisk and hugged the small child, burying their into Frisk's shoulder while tremors shook their body and tears streamed down, disappearing into the air.
*I'm so sorry… I'm so sorry. I'm… I… I couldn't protect you. I thought I was strong enough to keep that freak away. I thought I could protect you. I thought that you won't have to suffer again. I'm so sorry for failing you. I'm so sorry… please come back to me, Frisk. Don't leave me alone… Chara sobbed, trying to warm Frisk's unresponsive body.
The air shimmered and suddenly a familiar skeleton touched toe on the wooden floor, the jacket's rim floating for a moment before gravity took over and dragged it down.
"kid? what happened? i felt a LOAD." Sans came to the bed, halting when he took in Frisk's blank eyes and shallowly breathing chest, Chara's ghostly body invisible to the skeleton.
"frisk!? frisk, talk to me, kiddo!" Sans placed a bony hand over the child's shoulder, shaking it in hopes for a response.
Frisk didn't even flinch. Sans shook the shoulder again, eyesockets turning dark with panic. "come on, make a noise, move, anything! don't do this to me, kid. you're better than this. i know i'm heartless, but i can still get heart attacks."
Silence. Chara took to simply hugging Frisk, mumbling soothing words into the scarred neck, trying to get any response from Frisk's side of the link.
*Please, Frisk. Don't let the freak win. Don't leave us. Chara focused on the dead silent link, too scared to enter Frisk's body in case they would mess up their partner even more.
Perhaps it was one death too many.
Maybe they had lost Frisk forever.
*Stay determined, Chara… The ghost mumbled, sniffling. *Stay determined, Frisk… don't leave your partner alone…
…a…
Ghostly eyes snapped open. *Frisk?
…a…a…
"i gotta check your SOUL, kid. don't freak out when i do, okay?" Chara looked up to see the skeleton softly press a bone digit to Frisk's chest then retracting it, a red glow rising to form the shape of a stereotypical heart, a bright red SOUL.
A cracked bright red SOUL.
Chara's eyes widened and Sans' eyesockets darkened even more if possible. The skeleton reached out with shaking fingers and cupped the SOUL. "i'm not as good as my bro, but i don't have time to get him. hold still."
His fingers glowed green. Chara's eyes were filled with hope.
Maybe they can still save Frisk.
The ghost turned to the empty eyed child. *Frisk? Come on, you can do it. Come back to me.
…ra…
*I'm here. I'm never leaving you.
…aara?
*Where are you? Chara looked to where Sans stood, bone brows slick with sweat as his bony fingers trembled around the SOUL, the cracks less evident than before.
…rk…ca…
The link gave a pulse of fear before quieting down again. Chara exhaled and gave a flick to Frisk's nose.
*Come on, wimpy… Sans is putting a lot of work for someone so lazy. Please…
Frisk's eyelids twitched. Chara froze, ghostly fingers moving to cup round cheeks. *Frisk?
…st…uck…
*Don't worry, we'll get you out of there.
"don't worry, kiddo, i've got you . don't give up on me…" The skeleton was breathing heavily, the green magic flickering. Chara growled, snapping at the skeleton despite him not able to see them.
*That's all you got? Frisk died here no thanks to you and you have the guts to be tired?! Oh right, you don't even have those!
…n't…ra… Frisk's fingers twitched. The SOUL in Sans' hands glowed a bit, the cracks slowly mending. The skeleton exhaled in relief and then chuckled miserably, letting the SOUL lie on top of Frisk's chest before he wiped his skull with his sleeve.
"seriously, kid. i'm a bone-weary skeleton. i'm not built for this kind of exercise… frisk?" He took a deep breath and sat on the bed, petting the long hair. "come on, kiddo. wake up for me."
Chara eyed the softly glowing SOUL, shifting so that they could hold it while pressing their ear to Frisk's neck, hearing the steady heartbeat there. *Come on…
Ch…ara…? The shallow breaths suddenly turned deeper and the link thrummed with deep weariness.
*Yes, Frisk?
Wh…ere…
*We're in your room. We managed to get away from that freak. You're alive. They can't hurt you at least until tomorrow.
Sc…ar…ed…
*Yeah… me too, wimpy. Chara sighed in relief and held the SOUL close to them, warming it with their hands.*Just don't give up… stay Determined.
Frisk twitched and Chara sent gentle heat through the link.
"kid?" Sans patted the unresponsive face. Frisk's fingers trembled.
Then their arms.
Then their torso.
Soon, Frisk shook all over, cold sweat breaking all over their skin yet their eyes stayed glued to the ceiling. Sans cursed and took out a cloth from who knows where and begun to wipe the child's face and hands.
Chara kept muttering nonsensical noises into the SOUL, keeping the soothing warmth in the link.
Frisk gave a whimper and tears welled up in the empty eyes, the tears silently rolling down the face and getting wiped by Sans' wiping.
"come on, kid. you can do it."
It… it… dream…
*Yes, Frisk, it was only a dream.
Hurt… mo…m… da… p…dy…phys…ans… you… Chara went rigid, being filled with horror when they recalled the blood and dust over the freak's front and Frisk's hair and clothes.
*Did… did it hurt everyone?
Y…es…
*…What about you?
Frisk whimpered, gasping silently. Sans rubbed warm circles into the child's shoulders and hands, trying to bring some warmth back to the frozen limbs.
*It hurt you…
Y…ou… d…ied…
*I fainted… it did it after that?!
y…es…
Frisk's fingers twitched and clenched. Chara growled and gave their partner a squeeze. *Don't worry, it can't hurt you now.
H…urts… s…care…d…st…uck…ara…
Torn flesh. Broken ribs. Red everywhere. White sharp bones. Blood. Something yanking inside of them. Uneasy. Don't like it. Make it stop. Screeching inside their ears.
Pop.
Beating heart inside a pale hand. A kiss. Can't breathe. Can't think. Can't. Can't. Can't. Can't. Can't. Can't. Can't. Can't. Can't. Can't. Can't.
Pain. Pain. Pain. Pain. Pain. Pain. Pain. Pain. Pain. Pain. Pain. Pain. Pain. Pain. Pain. Pain. Pain. Pain. Pain. Pain. Pain. Pain. Pain. Pain. Pain.
Cold laughter reverberating through the void.
Darkness.
Death.
LOAD.
Darkness.
Void.
Stuck.
Chara froze and the ghost bit their lips, holding the SOUL closer. *I'm so sorry… I'm so sorry I couldn't protect you… you have been in so much pain and I couldn't stop it… I failed you…
…idn't…fa…il…h…elp…
*I did… but now I don't care about that. Just come back. Focus on my voice and our link and come back, okay?
…ok…ay…
Chara closed their eyes and reached through the link, feeling tentative tendrils of Frisk's SOUL reaching back, grabbing hold of their ghostly warmth.
*That's it. Come on, wimpy… Chara encouraged the child, a flash filling the link.
A small hand holding a knife comes down and cuts down a floppy ear. A kind faced mother screams as the ear falls to the floor, dust flying everywhere.
Stop that! Mom! NO!
Struggling.
A copy smirking and cutting another ear.
"ThIs Is ToO bOrInG. LeT's TrY tHis!"
The knife cuts an arm and instead of dust, blood sprays out and hits their eyes.
Blinded.
Everything is red—
*Shh… shh… it was just a dream. Mom is alive. The freak can't harm her. Don't worry, I'm here, mom is here… Chara whispered into the SOUL. Frisk wheezed, fingers spasming, rising and falling as if trying to hold something.
Bony fingers grab the trembling hands. "shh… i'm here."
"HoW aBoUt We SpIcE tHiNgS uP?" A small skeleton appears and is suspended by vines.
A copy cackles and holds the skull, shaking the monster awake.
Skeleton looks up, accusing eyesockets dark as a night yet lighter than the void.
"i thought you were good. i was wrong."
No… no… please…
The knife falls down and the skeleton grins sardonically as the knife cuts his head.
"guess an anomaly will always stay an anomaly… hope you die. See ya in the RESET~"
The skeleton exploded, spurting dust and blood everywhere.
Screams and wails pierce the void.
*He doesn't think that way, Frisk. Look, he's here despite never helping you Underground. He's finally here to help like he promised. Please, look at him.
Frisk spasmed, gasps and pants coming from the silent throat.
Cha…ra… Cha…ra…San…s… Pl…ease… Do…n't hu…rt me… Fresh tears welled up and finally the eyes moved to lock on Sans' sweaty skull. The skeleton's perpetual grin widened a bit and he wiped the child's forehead.
"that's it. i'm here. calm down and tell me what happened so i can prevent it, alright? don't worry, i'm not lying since you would be able to see right through me if i did, right?"
Sans… d…on't…hate…me…
*He doesn't. You were good. He made a pun, so he's alright, right? Chara closed their eyes, too exhausted to keep them open but knowing that they can't stop now. They can crush down later, after Frisk is back.
"frisk… if you can, raise your hands and grab mine, okay?" Sans released Frisk's palms and hovered them a few centimeters up. Frisk gulped in air and the clammy hands shakily rose and touched the bony digits. Sans nodded and raised his hands a bit more, Frisk following him. It went like that until Frisk had to sit up, but they couldn't even lift their head. Exhausted, the small hands fell back to the bed and Frisk whimpered, finally gathered into the skeleton's arms in an embrace. Chara released their partner and curled onto themselves, shivering.
"shh… you did great. no one is going to get you while i'm here, capiche?"
Frisk slowly nodded, relaxing into the hold. Their SOUL pulsed softly as it sunk into their chest, warming up the link and giving the ghost the respite that they needed.
Frisk slowly fell asleep again, breathing deeply and colorless face free of the previous turmoil except for the redness and creases around the eyes and over the forehead.
Sans sighed and sat on the bed, not releasing the child in his arms while he kept brushing his digits through the sweaty hair. Chara eyed him warily before sighing and curling as close as possible without touching him and closing their eyes, letting their thoughts wander away, the link thrumming once again with gentle heat and relief.
*We would get through this, Frisk… I promise… Chara muttered before succumbing to their fatigue and distress.
Here's a picture to perfectly describe this episode *smirk darkly*
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TL:DR frisk is having a nightmare, chara goes in to help, the determination being catches chara by surprise and pushes them into their worst nightmare (being swallowed by the void), then chains chara down and tortures them in front of frisk. chara faints and frisk gets their heart ripped out (since the entity is such a romantic *shrug*). frisk dies from a heart attack. chara wakes up and finds frisk in a catatonic state, breaks down and tries to bring the kid back. sans comes for the rescue and after a grueling and flashback filled attempt, frisk is somewhat back? well, they fall asleep and chara succumbs into their exhaustion.
*takes a deep breath* and there you have it *smiles*
i want you guys to tell me if the characters feel off or if they are inconsistent (remember to look at subcontext when telling me) since i'm delving into a much darker part of the story from now on (yes, much darker).
And this marks the end of the twenty-first installment. if you have any criticism or anything to add, i would be happy to hear them.
please read and review so i could do better or be happy that people enjoy my writings ^^
p.s. for those who didn't understand.
'Something written' - Frisk's written words.
Something in italics - is frisk talking to chara in their head.
*something in italics - is chara talking.
something in bold - flashback