Urgh… My head…
What… What happened to me ? I was just walking along next to you when I started to feel really wierd... I must've passed out, or something. Yeah, I did... Had a dream, as we-
Oh, no. No, please don't tell me that was real...! He was all deformed and ugly and bloody, he wasn't at all how I remembered him, he was being a ruthless savage, he was... He was... No, it can't be real...
Dreams come true, you moron. This is proof. Admit it!
No! I won't! I know Frisk, he literally wouldn't hurt even a fly! Now get out of my mind!
Huff huff...Yeah, I'm fine, don't worry... Give me a second though. ...Where are we now?
Ah, the entrance to Waterfall I see. This is a nice place as far as nice places go. Serene and quiet. The sounds of the river flowing can give you some peace and quiet if you need to be alone for a while.
There were some houses at the end somewhere, and a little village full of these, er... What are they? Cats, dogs, I have no idea...
Well, guess we should keep moving. To whereever it is we're going. ...Just take our time and see the sights, I guess.
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...Pardon?
Oh, the dream. You're asking me to describe it? Well, BACK OFF and stop being so nosy. It's... not pleasant to talk about.
...No, seriously. Please. I don't want to.
I just TOLD you not to! Clean your ears out! I don't WANT to!
... you insist. But this was your request, so expect 'myself' to take over.
The dream... I was in a black, empty void. It was just me. I started to become scared, so I started to call for help. Someone. Anyone. Then Frisk appeared. Only... It didn't look or feel like him. He had the same clothes and haircut, but his eyes... Black as the lightless bottom of the ocean, blood smeared all around them and running down his cheeks. There were red stains on his sweater, and in his hands, a knife... He came closer and closer to me, a sadistic, twisted psychopathic smile on his face. At first, I was happy to see him. But the closer he got to me, the more scared and unsettled I felt. I cried at him to stop. He didn't. I even cried 'MERCY!'' at him...
But a Soulless being is a Merciless being.
He started ripping cuts into every single part of my body. He tore off my petals one by one and ripped them into microscopic pieces. He cut off my stem and crushed it under his foot, rolling it around to turn it into a green smudge. I never felt so much pain in my life. Then he turned to me. I screamed out for help, before everything went black...
And I woke up here.
There was no way that felt like Frisk in that dream. It felt more like Chara... Like she possesed him, just like in that alternate timeline...
Is that what happened when he left? Chara somehow caught up to him? Did she jump from my body to Frisk's when I said my final farewell to him?
Or is 'myself' taking over and making me hallucinate? I have no idea...
(Author's note: 50 followers... It appears that this is slowly becoming one of the more popular fanfics out there. I can't really say anything else than thank you to be honest, so really, I thank each and every single one of you for supporting me and this fanfic, despite the inability to be able to work on this on demand right now. You guys are amazing. :D
Also, apologies if my description of Flowey's dream went a little bit too into detail. I'm trying to keep this at a T rating, but there wasn't technically any detailed gore, so...)