One Simple World

Chapter 1: Simple Butterfly Effect

Halloween Witch's Point of View:

Why hello there, my dearest of readers! And welcome to another story among the rest. Our newest story we come to you about with much more… of a different plot then we're used to. If you've been an avid reader of myself and Mystic Girl's work in the last few years, you will have been along for the ride of Two Worlds, Two Souls. Perhaps you may have also been around for One World, Many Souls. Or even Underground Spirits.

But let me tell you that this story is similar… but so much different.

A prerequisite for this story would be that you have at least read Two Worlds, Two Souls. If you are a new reader and coming along for the first time, I would recommend it, as it would make a lot of difference. That first book spends many painstaking months spent to create lovely characters that we all know and loved, perhaps a few lost, but that as most people would know it was our… "Pacifist Run".

But… this is where I bring you to the name of our chapter.

Does anyone know what the butterfly effect is? As found on the internet by , the butterfly effect is known as "a property of chaotic systems (such as the atmosphere) by which small changes in initial conditions can lead to large-scale and unpredictable variation in the future state of the system."

Why did I bring this to your attention? The most basic meaning that this definition is telling us is that some small changes have small effects on our lives, others have much larger impacts. And this story is based on some such changes.

Our old story, that of Angel and Frisk's "Pacificist Run" was a long and well rewarding story. One that spent much time and effort building characters, dealing with situations in a reasonable manner. Thinking carefully, planning, working together and making friends with the monster kingdom which took a total of ninety-two chapters to complete.

But this… this story is unlike that in all ways and shapes.

The smallest of changes make the largest of impacts. So…

What if when Angel and Frisk fell… they fell into different locations?

Frisk's Point of View:

I screamed as I fell into the pit. Angel had grabbed me the second we'd fallen through. Her grip on me was intense, almost bone crushing as she held on so tightly. She twisted our bodies so that she would take the brunt of any stone we'd hit as we fell.

I felt something hit hard into our bodies, but Angel's arms went limp against me. Another impact and I felt her body tumble away from mine. I tried to grab onto something. I tried to turn my body. I tried to reach for my sister…

I only just got a glimpse of watching her be bounced around and hurled away from me into another area, large walls separating us.

"NO!"

My scream did nothing as my sister vanished from sight. I couldn't use my magic. The fear rightfully taking over and making my magic unable to help me other than form a protective barrier around myself. I curled into a ball as I fell.

"Angel! Angel!"

But my screams were on deaf ears. My sister separated from me and I was the most terrified in all my life. I couldn't help but left out fearful, painful cries as I hit every hard surface on my way down, suddenly slamming into something that finally stopped my decent from the world above.

I shot up from my spot, breathing heavily. I was dizzy, disorientated. I felt so unsteady as I tried to move around. I felt my feet crumble below me with shaky hands trying to at least hold up my upper body.

"ANGEL! HELP!"

The fear that crept up through me almost made me sick from being away from my sister. It had been so long since the last time we separated. And the fact I couldn't see the mountain crumbling around me from the quick scan I took of the area showed me my sister wasn't able to hear me… or was….

"NO! No! No! No!" I couldn't think it. She was the last of my family alive! Why did I have to be such a brat!? "ANGEL! PLEASE!"

But again, my pleas fell on nothingness. Not a person or soul could hear me. None what so ever.

"N-no… I don't wanna be alone… Angel…"

Silence. That was all I could hear. It rang in my ears as an undertone to raging beat of my heart.

And then I felt something cold slip up the side of my arm. I screamed at it, turning wildly to look around. I fumbled on the ground, trying to find some sort of escape from the coldness I felt.

I could barely think, but it felt like… what Angel would tell me about. Mom and Dad connected to her in the crash. They bonded their spirits to her in order to stay behind. Was this the cold feeling that she was talking about?

Was it Angel trying to connect with me?

"Angel? Are you… dead?"

I still felt that cold pressure, I could only assume it was my sister who was trying to connect with me. How did I connect with her again? Angel said… it was a white chain? How did I make that? How did I do it? How did I get my sister to be bound to me so I wouldn't be alone?!

Even while I was freaking out in trying to figure myself out, I felt something be pulled from my chest. My soul escaped me, the bright red color it was from being a descendant of the Terians house above. From it I could feel something behind pulled out. From its center I saw the bright white chain that I needed so I could see Angel again.

"Yes! Angel!"

And then a stillness came over me.

The white chain latched onto something, a shattered red soul that seemed to have some whisps of a rainbow to it… but also some incredibly black edges. It was amazing… but the second I saw that soul attach to my own did I know that it… wasn't my sister…

"W-wait…"

And then the fear came racing back in with a heavy edge of hatred…

Well now… it's been so long since someone's come to visit my grave…

The voice was so smooth, yet cold underneath. My eyes widened as I saw a faint outline of someone beside me that actually… looked like me…

This person… they had the same haircut, they wore the same pair of shorts. They even had the same style of shirt as myself other then it being green with a yellow stripe rather than purple with blue stripes. Their skin was also very pale, deathly like with a coy smile. Very rosy cheeks and bright glowing red eyes glanced at me through narrowed lids.

"W-who are you?!"

Princess Chara Dreemur of the Monster Kingdom. Her voice was silky, sickly sweet as she tried to float a bit closer to me, but no matter how much I backed away from her, she never got any further from me. And you?

"F-frisk…"

That's all? The girl seemed to giggle a bit behind her hand while she floated around me, landing herself comfortably next to where a large pile of yellow flowers appeared to be growing and a grave stone I could see. I don't believe that, Miss Francine Terians of House Terians.

A squeal of fear escaped me, I couldn't help it as she was just getting the best of me. "H-how did you-?"

Please… now that our souls are bound… I'm seeing all your memories… My, my… what a terrible fate you've been dealt with… responsible for your sister's death… how shameful of you…

"I-I…" Hearing it from someone right in front of me just made it more painful as I crumbled to the ground. "I-I didn't m-mean to…"

It doesn't matter if you meant to or not. You're the soul responsible for her demise. Her death is on your hands, and now you're going to have to make it up to her.

"W-what?"

Oh yes… I'm sure your sister would want you to help others to make up for her death, now wouldn't she?

"W-well… y-yes… b-but-"

No buts, Terians. And we're already attached… so good luck getting rid of my soul.

"N-no…" Tears flowed ever so rapidly as I sat there. I didn't want this… I didn't want this…!

Now, now… you can have your time to morn your sister later. Now, I need your help.

"W-why…?"

Because that's how you're going to repent for your stupidity… honestly… The ghost girl I saw sighed, a more irritated look to her brow as she glanced away to a tunnel to our side. You're going to help me get back at the person who killed me.

"W-WHAT?!"

I backed away, but even though I tried as hard as I could, I just couldn't get away from her. I knew this was bad, she wasn't a good person, what she was asking of me had to be wrong. Right?

Oh stop that, are you going to not try to repent for your sister?

"I-I don't want to hurt anyone!"

But this woman has hurt plenty of other kids like you. Or like your sister. Her calculating eyes watched me while I stared at her in such a startled manner. She pretends to be sweet, like a loving mother. But what she truly wants is to keep children trapped here. She won't let you leave once she sees you. You'd be like a slave until you die. I mean… look at me, little Francine. Look at what she did to me. You're frightened of me, but this is just me hardening myself up so I would last a bit longer to try and escape. I almost made it before she killed me.

I didn't even bother to think about it as I looked over her irritated and dead looking expression. That was a consequence of her trying to protect herself from this terrible person? Was she really that bad of a person?

Was that person she wanted my help with really the bad one?

I wanted Angel… I couldn't think without her…

"I… I don't know…"

The ghost girl I saw sighed. Well then, you're going to have to see it for yourself, aren't you? Besides… if you want to get out of here, or try to find where your sister's body landed, you'll have to get by her. The woman who killed me is by the only exit to these ruins you've fallen into.

"N-no way…"

And that brought by another whole wave of fear over me. I had to get by that woman in order to get out of here? So, I had no choice but to face her regardless of how I felt?

What was I supposed to do?

By the way, stop calling me ghost girl. The sneer that came in my direction had me jump out of my skin when her face was right in front of mine. Those scarlet eyes were almost turing dark and blood colored in her anger. Its Chara, and don't you forget it. I won't make you call me 'princess' or anything like that, but don't you dare call me ghost girl.

"Y-yes… C-chara…"

Good. With a stern nod, she backed away from me and slowly drifted herself over to where a pathway seemed to open in the stone. So, let's get moving. The sooner you help me, the sooner I can pass on. And the sooner you help me, the sooner you can repent for your sister's death.

"R-right…"

Slowly, ever so slowly, I tried to pull myself to my feet. The first chance I had to put weight on my first leg, it actually fell from underneath me from the stress and exhaustion. I felt so tired… I couldn't get up from everything that was happening all so fast…

Uggg… you have to rest? Chara groaned quite loudly to show her displeasure, but settled back against the flowers where her grave was. Fine, rest. But you'll have to move before long. You'll get hungry, thirsty, or some other bodily function is going to happen.

She was right, I couldn't rest forever. Even so, in those moments while I just pathetically laid against the dirt… all I could think of was my sister…

She was all I wanted…

Witch's Note:

And here we go again! My my its been a couple of months! I sure hope everyone has been well!

Welcome to my and Mystic's most recent installment of our story, One Simple World. I'm eager, but nervous, to take you on this path with me of where some darker thoughts came to the surface when it came to my own life that developed a need for… basically killing almost all the characters we loved.

Another reminder to anyone new who hasn't been here before that it would be wise to not continue further until you have read at least my first story of this series, Two Worlds, Two Souls so that many of the comparisons make sense compared to reading it blind. I do believe the patter still makes sense, but some OC's will be in this story that perhaps won't make sense or a path that was taken without that context, so do keep that in mind.

I also hope we see some familiar faces that have followed us for a long time. I'm posting this early in hopes of seeing you all, and a few eager souls that have been dying to hear from the final character that we've yet to ever see in this entire series, Chara Dreemur. Finally she makes an appearance, and I hope you all are enjoying it.

So I'll keep this short since its just the first chapter, but Mystic Girl and I love you all and we're eager to hear from you, and very happy to be back. See you all next Saturday for the next update!

Halloween Witch and Mystic Girl