Author's Note:

Hello wonderful people! All I really have to say right now is thank you. The beginning trilogy of Underfeelings has been so much fun for me to write. It has led me to become more confident in myself and I feel a lot happier than before I had started writing. All of you have been giving me an overwhelming amount of support and it has meant so much to me. The moment I first came onto this site, I knew I was in for a great, long journey. Throughout writing this, I've made friends, I've made stories, and I've made other people happy. I am speechless upon where this adventure has brought me. All I have to say to you all is thanks. Now, you're probably excited for the ending, so, here we are. The final time for me to say this in Chara's Bane...

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There was fog everyone around Frisk. She was in a dark place. It was cold and damp. It smelled like mildew. Frisk looked around. She saw nothing around her beside the fog. Frisk grew nervous. She felt strange, almost as if she was comforted yet horrified. Frisk shivered as she sat down. Suddenly, her right forearm burst into extreme pain. Frisk screamed. She began to sob in this dark, foggy place. Everything here, except for the fog was dark. Darker. Yet darker.

"Frisk... is that you?" A female voice rung out through the darkness. That voice sounded familiar to Frisk. She felt as if she knew it from somewhere. Frisk looked around. She was afraid and hurting. Frisk didn't see anything, yet she knew that someone or something was there, watching her. Frisk was too scared to answer. She just stared in random directions while clenching her right forearm. Then, Frisk saw a humanoid silhouette in the fog.

"Wh- who are you? Where am I? Are you going to h- hurt me? G- go away!" Frisk yelled at the scary person walking towards her. Frisk watched the strange human as they stepped back. She heard water dropping. Then, she heard a noise that sounded sad. Was the strange, creepy figure... crying?

"Y- you're in the void, Frisk. I would n- never hurt y- you, ever. I thought that y- you cared about me, Frisk... But I'll g- go away. . ." The figure sobbed. This person was familiar to Frisk. The way that they cried was a noise that really hurt Frisk. They were in extreme emotional pain. Frisk tried to remember who this person was, but she couldn't.

"Well, who are y- you! Don't go, a- actually! I want to t- talk with you!" Frisk yelled at the silhouette. They stopped and came closer. Frisk began to see color in the person. There was green, brown, yellow, skin-tone, pink... This person was so familiar to Frisk. Frisk stood up and looked at their face. Frisk saw red eyes with blue tears streaming down her face. The girl had a trembling, small mouth. Her eyebrows were curved upwards and her nose was small and not very extrusive. Frisk was the same height as this girl. The girl's brown hair came down to her shoulders. Frisk stared at her and began to sob.

"Hey, Frisk, it's okay! Calm down, y- you'll leave when you wake up," The figure said. They stepped with their brown shoes towards Frisk and gave her a hug. The green sleeves of their shirt wrapped around Frisk. Frisk embraced her back and wrapped her arms around the girl. Her hands rested by the yellow stripe on her shirt. Frisk was sobbing and the girl was crying.

"I m- missed you so much... I'm s- so, so sorry. . . I'm s- such a horrible person for letting you d- do that... Please forgive me. Chara," Frisk said to Chara. She Frisk didn't know how Chara had ended up in the void. She didn't want Chara to end up in the void. Frisk was just happy she got to see Chara again.

"Frisk, how about we sit down and talk? And you're not a horrible person, that's me. I'm the horrible one. I forgive you, even though there's nothing to forgive. Now, I want you to tell me everything that happened after I d- died, okay? Can you do that for me?" Chara asked Frisk as she helped her sit down. Frisk was sobbing as she followed Chara lead. The red and purple eyes of the depressed girls met. Both of them had blue tears streaming down their faces.

"Ch- Chara... Everything? O- okay... I can do that, for you. I will do anything for you. All of u- us took a moment to just g- get over the initial shock. We all took one another's h- hands and went to Sans and Papyrus's house a- after a couple minutes. I- it was around ten minutes, I think. Sans went t- to take a nap, Asriel, Toriel, and Asgore went to Toriel's home, Alphys and Undyne went to Undyne's house, and Papyrus d- did something in his room. I just waited there for a long time. Maybe a couple h- hours. It really h- hurt me when y- you sacrificed y- yourself, Chara. . . Wh- why did y- you do that?" Frisk sobbed in explanation. Chara looked as if she was feeling regret during the recap. Then, Frisk explained sadly, "A- and then I w- went to the b- bathroom and I, u- uh, I... I d- did something b- b- bad. . ."

"Frisk? What did you d- do?" Chara asked worriedly. Frisk looked at Chara's beautiful red eyes, which were currently full of absolute fear. There were also hints of regret and depression. Frisk tried to speak, but her sobs wouldn't let her. Chara hugged Frisk and said, "Just tell me when you're ready."

Frisk looked at Chara and started to shake a tiny bit. Frisk didn't want Chara to know about what she had done. Frisk didn't want Chara to think she was a person who didn't care about herself. But then Frisk realized that Chara didn't care about herself. Frisk realized that Chara had made her quickly care about herself when she originally didn't. Frisk decided to tell Chara about her self-harm. "Ch- Chara... I'm r- ready to t- tell y- you what I d- d- did. . ."

"Are you sure, Frisk?" Chara asked. Frisk looked at Chara with her sad, worried, depressed purple eyes and nodded solemnly. Chara nodded back as Frisk reached for her right sleeve. Chara's fear and nervousness spiked as she became fearful of what Frisk was going to show her. Chara recognized the way Frisk winced whilst pulling her sleeve back. Chara was silent and speechless when she saw the first cut. Frisk was sobbing and Chara understood why. Frisk had cut herself. Then, Chara began to cry. The second cut was now out from under the blue, somewhat bloody sleeve of Frisk. Chara looked at Frisk full of worry and compassion. Then, both of the teenage girls were in horrible sobs as they looked at Frisk's third and final cut of self-harm.

"I- I'm so, s- so s- sorry, Chara... I sh- shouldn't have d- done it. . . I o- only tried it b- because it looked l- like it made you f- feel better and I w- was really hurting inside a- after you let yourself g- get killed to s- save me even though I w- was the one who should've d- died a- and I wanted to f- feel better... I didn't know I would only hurt m- more but it felt good to make myself suffer a tiny b- bit... I liked hurting myself b- because I really f- feel like I'm a b- bad person, Chara... B- but then, after m- making my third c- cut, my L- LOVE increased. . . A- and that o- only made m- me more sad b- because then e- everything hurt w- worse but l- less. . . I'M SO S- SORRY CHARA!" Frisk sobbed as she hugged Chara. Chara hung her head and embraced Frisk back.

"Frisk. Why? Why would you do something that I do, especially if you know that it's bad?! Just because I die doesn't mean you have to do what I did, Frisk. And why the hell did you hurt yourself up to the point where your Level Of ViolencE increased? You better stop self-harming, Frisk. I will check if you have self-harmed more each time that you sleep. And if you're gaining more LOVE, you need to stop. There's no reason whatsoever to gain a LOVE of twenty. And what did you even use to h- hurt yourself, Frisk? O- okay?" Chara said to Frisk. Chara was upset at Frisk. Frisk should not have done that. Chara wasn't at the point of forgiveness yet. Frisk buried her face into Chara's shoulder. Chara laid her head on top of Frisk's. Frisk then got a small idea that she began to make more thorough as she spoke with Chara more.

"Th- then, Sans teleported into the b- bathroom and caught m- me. He s- seemed really upset at me b- but he didn't really show it. He l- let me put my shirt and your Locket b- back on and then I got to w- wash all the bl- blood off of myself... Then, S- Sans teleported me and him down t- to the living room and I took a n- nap and now I'm here, with y- you, Chara. . ." Frisk sobbed violently into Chara's shoulder. Frisk felt Chara's tears fall onto her head. Frisk tried to make herself calm down. She was able to stop the sobbing after a couple minutes. Frisk sat up next to Chara. She reached for Chara's hand. Chara looked at Frisk for a long moment before grabbing her hand.

"Thank you for explaining and being brave to talk about y- your self-h- harm, Frisk. But you still haven't answered one of my questions, Frisk. I've also developed a new question for you, Frisk. So, what did y- you s- self-harm with and where did you get my Heart Locket, Frisk? Also, when will you let everyone else know that y- you have, um, s- self-harmed, Frisk?" Chara asked. She looked at Frisk with her tear-filled, sad red eyes. Frisk worriedly looked back with her tear-filled, worried purple eyes. Chara gestured for Frisk to go ahead and answer all of her questions.

Frisk nervously decided to answer Chara's questions, even though they made her uncomfortable. Frisk said, "I s- self-harmed with your knife, Chara. I grabbed it when I grabbed your Locket. And I grabbed your Locket when you had j- just died. . ." Frisk cried. She took a moment to try to compose herself before answering Chara's final question. "Well, Chara, when were you going to tell us about your self-harm?" Frisk retorted. Chara hung her head, which then caused Frisk to be filled with regret. Why had Frisk done that? She was with the person she cared about most that she could only see in her dreams, so why in the world would she make a witty reply to make her feel bad? Frisk began to feel badly about herself.

"I would've told you as I was about to kill myself. . . That's what I said to myself each time I made a cut. . . 'I'll tell Frisk, Asri, Mom, Dad, Sans, Undyne, Papyrus, Alphys, and everyone else when I am dying... That'll be the best time...' It wasn't fun for me, Frisk. I didn't enjoy hurting myself as much as you think. I suffered a lot. I only enjoyed it for two reasons. One: it was me, an utter piece of trash, suffering. Two: self-harm brought back my sanity and humanity. That's why I made my cuts, Frisk. S- so, when are you going to tell them? Be smart, not stupid like me, and actually choose to tell them. Because y- you are not s- suicidal, right Frisk? I- I'd already h- helped you st- stop feeling that w- way. R- right? Y- you aren't e- ever going t- to try to k- kill y- y- yourself, Fr- Frisk. . . ?" Chara sobbed. Frisk felt horrible. She was strangely silent. Chara sat and sobbed in the company of the silent, crying Frisk for a while. It felt like an hour.

"I do kinda feel that way, Chara. But I won't do it. Because I think I know how to bring y- you back, Chara. I have a single idea. All I have to do is get twenty LOVE-" Frisk tried to explain to Chara, but Chara refused to let Frisk finish after she said LOVE.

"NO! YOU ARE NOT GOING TO GAIN ANY MORE LOVE FRISK! I DON'T EVEN WANT TO BE ALIVE, I'M HAPPY DEAD! DON'T BRING ME BACK! I'M NOT SUFFERING HERE LIKE I THOUGHT I MIGHT BE! I WAS THINKING I'D BE BACK IN REAL DEATH, BUT I'M IN THE VOID INSTEAD, SO I'M STILL ABLE TO SEE YOU AND BE HAPPY! SO, DON'T GET LEVELS OF VIOLENCE, FRISK!" Chara screamed at Frisk. Tears were streaming down her face as her angry red eyes stared into Frisk's scared purple ones. Chara was upset. Frisk was afraid but would still do her plan. Frisk again tried to explain to Chara her plan.

"And then you'll come back. And, I don't have to kill anyone. I won't kill anyone. I'll just hurt myself-" Frisk tried to explain to Chara. Again, Chara cut her off. Frisk just wanted Chara to listen! Nobody would get hurt except for Frisk, so why was everything so bad? Frisk wwas bringing Chara back from the dead, so why was she so upset? Was Chara still suicidal, even though she was dead? Frisk hoped not.

"DON'T. Look, Frisk, if you really care about me, you won't do this. I don't like being alive. I don't like myself. I'm a horrible piece of trash. I didn't do good things. I am not a good person. Nobody should do anything to bring me back alive. I'm not worth anyone's time. I died and now I'm somewhat happy. So, Frisk, please don't bring me back. And especially don't hurt yourself. Frisk, I know you care about me, but here with you in the void, I'm as happy as I can be. I have one of the two people I really feel I can be myself around and I'm dead where I don't have to be going through all those horrible emotions. Okay, Frisk?" Chara asked. She let go of Frisk's hand and wiped away her tears. Chara stood up and looked at Frisk with pleading, depressed eyes.

"Chara, I need you. Will you please think about me here? I feel like everything everyone has been doing has been for you, and now I'm feeling really sad because everything they did was useless. I feel that I deserve to be happy too, Chara. So please, let me bring you back. Okay, Chara?" Frisk asked. Her depression and anger lashed outward as she spoke. Unfortunately, her cruel response seemed to be true. Frisk felt horrible as she watched Chara's reaction.

"LOOK! I TRY TO BE FREAKING HAPPY! I DID EVERYTHING I COULD TO TRY TO MAKE MYSELF HAPPY WITHOUT DISTURBING YOU AND EVERYONE ELSE! BUT YOU GUYS DECIDED TO MAKE THE SUICIDAL DEPRESSED GENOCIDAL MANIAC KILLER CHILD THE ONLY DAMN THING THAT MAKES YOU HAPPY! ALL I WANTED WAS TO BE DEAD, SO YOU GUYS DID EVERYTHING TO MAKE YOURSELVES HAPPY, NOT ME! YOU HAVE DONE EVERYTHING TO MAKE YOURSELF HAPPY, FRISK, SO HOW ABOUT I GET TO HAPPY FOR ONCE?! OKAY!?" Chara screamed at Frisk through her sobs. Chara turned away from Frisk and stomped away. Frisk felt horrible.

Frisk felt as if she was the lowest scum of the earth, even though she was in the void. Frisk began to hate herself. She felt how Chara had felt. Frisk had an urge to commit what Chara had tried to do, but she wouldn't. Despite everything Chara had yelled at her, Frisk would go ahead and bring her back to life. Pain and suffering were the only things Frisk had at the moment. She needed to be happy right now. Frisk would go ahead and be selfish and make herself become happy. Frisk felt horrible as she began to stir. The fog disappeared and the void became white. Frisk's eyes fluttered open and she was laying on Sans and Papyrus's couch.

Frisk had a job to do. She had to hurt herself. Frisk had to hurt others. Frisk could not kill anyone. Frisk could only inflict pain. Frisk had to get on the brink of becoming a killer so that she could be happy. Frisk was not a pacifist. And after she completed her goal, Frisk would have no chance of ever trying to be one again. Frisk looked at her stats.

FRISK. LOVE: 2/20

The quest began.

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