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*The light fades...and only darkness remains.

*Frisk?! Alphys?! Sans?!

*...Asriel?

*Anyone?!

*...?

*I...I can move.

*I bump into shattered glass. It must've been part of a light bulb. But...it's too big.

*I try to grab it but realize that I don't have any arms. Or legs, or...how am I moving?

*...?!

*F-frisk?

*...It's like their body is being dragged toward me by an invisible hand.

*Most of Frisk's shirt is gone...only their chest is covered, and just barely. Glass and iron are cutting into their gut, and more than a bit of blood is being spilled with every clumsy step.

*...If they care then they don't show it. Frisk approaches me, their hand is bigger than I remember.

???: "stop!"

*Frisk turns their head to the white light, two skulls far smaller than the red one are hovering around sans. He stares at me...I think.

sans: "how...how did you..."

*sans eyes turn black, Frisk stumbles as magic pulls me towards sans. But Frisk fights back, holding me in place.

Frisk: "Hmhmhm...Mahahahha-"

*Frisk's laugh is as piercing as a spear...yet somehow lighter than a feather. It's a scream and a sob and a joyful hum all at once. It's...not something I can put into words.

Frisk: "HAHAMAHAHAHAMAHAHMAAHAHA!"

*The magic pulling me gives away as the skulls blast Frisk.

*BAM!

*Despite being smashed into a wall, Frisk continues to laugh.

sans: "what's so funny?'

Frisk: "Hahahaha! Y-you, y-hehehehahahAHhaahah!"

*...

sans: "...I haven't made a joke, demon."

Frisk: "Oh but you have. How could this futile attempt to stop me be anything but one of your bad puns?"

*Frisk leans on the wall to get up.

Frisk: "...All those things you told me...how you wanted me to suffer...leaving out the angel's will...it was for this moment, wasn't it? Your ultimate play towards freedom. Hehe. Don't you think it's a tad funny that it ended up like this?"

sans: "..."

Frisk: "Oh, don't play coy now. Me and you sans, we aren't that different."

*Frisk stumbles towards sans.

Frisk: "We both hide what we are with jokes, with half-truths, with whatever can keep are secrets deep inside. But there's one BIG difference between You and Me!"

*Frisk slips on a syringe, falling into a pile of dust. They laugh at the pain. Glaring at sans with eyes that can't seem to agree on what direction to look at.

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Frisk: "The difference is that...that I'm destined to WIN! And you're destined to-Ghck!

*More blood leaks out as sans' bone stabs into one of Frisk's eyes.

sans: "another word and you're-"

Frisk: "What? DEAD? Y-HAhahahah you think you...can kill me? Mmfhahahaha!"

*...Frisk...the room is brightening from the skull's energy. Frisk, you need to run, you-

*F-frisk spreads their arms...w-what are you doing? You're going to die if you keep getting hit like this!

Frisk: "IDIOT! Look around you! Your plan, your friends, all of it... it's nothing but dust! Do you know why y-"

*BOOM

*I see the lava of Hotland consume the busted wall as Frisk clings to the edge for dear life. They pull themselves back inside. Laughing as the skulls begin to light up the room once more.

*Frisk...I'll hold him off! Just run! We'll-

Frisk: "D-do you know why your plan failed? Even though all other Humans who have lost their souls die? Even though everything was set up for you to win?! Bec-"

*Frisk's nails cut into the floor to remain grounded. They crack and bleed as Frisk's body burns.

*...The beam dissolves.

*Bang!

*Frisk's head slams onto the floor, their punctured eye still oozing out blood. I-i have no idea how they can keep laughing.

Frisk: "Because this world is made for ME! For MY success! What you do doesn't matter! And if every law you know needs to be bent and broken for me to live then it WILL!"

sans: "this would be a lot easier on both of us if you just-"

*sans silenced himself, but it was too late

Frisk: "No! Please, continue. What was it that you were going to say? That I needed to do something to end this? Hahahah! Come on sans! Y'know it yourself that this all comes down to me, not you!"

sans: "shut up."

Frisk: "Ohh? Where did the big bad skeleton's quick tongue go? Hahaha."

*Frisk stumbles to their feet.

Frisk: "LOOK AT ME SANS! I can barely see you, my gut is falling apart, and I don't even have a SOUL! And I'M ALIVE! All your attacks, all your lies, all your sacrifices meant NOTHING TO FATE. TO THE FATE THAT BINDS US ALL. AHAHMAUAHAHAHAHAH!"

*...Frisk...please stop. This is insane, your-

*A sharp bone grazes Frisk's neck.

sans: "and what reason do i have to not kill out of spite you twisted freak?"

*Frisk's smile extends far past their lips.

Frisk: "q-quit the t-tough guy act."

*Frisk tries to point at sans, but their fingers don't work enough for it. So they settle for just an outstretched hand.

Frisk: "Y-you reeaaally think I c-can't make youuur life an l-l-living hell!?"

sans: "can't be much worse than this."

Frisk: "Oooooh but there's werez your WRONG! I...I can kill them all again. Alphys, Toriel...Papyrus. ALL OF THEM. A MILLION MORE TIMES!"

sans: "the save points-"

Frisk: "Can be changed! And I have changed them!"

Frisk: "I'll...I'll find a way...no matter how MANY timelines it takes...to bring Toriel's head PIKED on your doorstep. To watch your mind break as I torture your baby brother till his-"

*Bang!

*A magic tugs Frisk to the floor, banging their head for the second time.

Frisk: "R-rea-"

*Bang!

*The ceiling-

*Bang!

*The monitor shocks Frisk-

*Skrrrrr!

*Skin tears as Frisk scrapes against the wall.

Bang!

*The corners of-

*Bang!

*The flo-

*Skree!

*T-

*Bang!

*The wall sha-

*Bang! Skree! Bang! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! SKREEEEE! BANG!

*...It's getting too fast to keep track of.

sans: "huff...ha...you...w-what are you?"

*sans keeps Frisk's limp body in the air. Frisk's body...their legs point backward, their chin has no skin, there...I...how...how are they still laughing?!

Frisk: "Haa....haaa...haaha. wwhaat neext sans! Throoouuw me in lava? I'll juust come BACK! I'll...haaha...you won't kill me, you caaan't. B-because deep down...you know what I am...your...your god! I-in end, I win! And you SUFFFERR!...f-for going against me...that's why...that's...why you...won't..."

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