The Crossover

Back From The Dead, Baby!

Eyyoooo!! Wassup my readers??

2 (or 3?) years have passed since I finished this story and I am so glad that the 858 reads have turned to 7, 500+ reads! It may not be much for others, but that number makes me smile every time. Aside from this being my first story published on Wattpad, it is also my first time seeing my work appreciated by readers. 

I am gonna admit that the story's writing is bad and the plot is not that great. There's no depth to the POV of every character. And when I was writing this, the change of POV was very random--I just picked a random protagonist and write the scenes from then on. I also know that more research was needed and Toffee needed justice than just shoving him aside. I have learned from my mistakes and I am sorry if I disappointed you with how the story has gone in this fanfic. 

I won't unpublish this (for now), since I feel proud just by looking at my first fanfic with 7k reads, hehe. 

Anyways, I am so grateful to you readers, especially my friend who was with me from the start (the artist of the book cover). She's my top fan so if you're reading this, my friend, hi! Thanks a lot for your support! And those readers that I have chatted with here on Wattpad, I was very grateful that you appreciated my work. You know who you are. 

And also the silent readers. Thank you also for supporting my fanfic even though ya'll are not active in the comment section. I appreciate your support and hopefully, you enjoyed my story. And to those commenting and voting, I also appreciate ya'll! Those simple things make my day. YA'LL MAKE MY DAY!

So as a special thanks to my dear readers, I wrote a new version of the first chapter of this fan-fic entitled "Anti-void". Here it is!

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CHAPTER 1 
"Anti-void"

Note:

I changed the point of view to 3rd person's POV because this is more formal than changing POVs every time. I have grown accustomed to being formal so here you are. If you are not used to reading this type of perspective, you are free to leave. But if you are curious about the changes in this version, feel free to read it!

I'm really proud of this one. I hope you enjoy reading this chapter as much as I enjoyed writing it. Have fun!

P.S. Frisk is still she/her in this version.

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3rd Person's  POV

MTT Resort.

How many resets had she been there? How many times had she interacted with Sans with the same lines over and over? How many times had she dealt with almost the same events the very moment she chose to reset?

She didn't know the answer herself.

A sigh escaped from Frisk's mouth as if wanting to end all her burden, right there, right now. After staring at the entrance of the resort for a good couple of minutes, she finally turned her head to the monster she was supposed to be taking dinner with.

"Hey, I heard you're going to the core," started Sans, his hands shoved in his jacket's pockets. It was still a wonder to Frisk if his elbows ever get numb from that position. Every time they had the chance to interact with each another, his hands never left those pockets--only sometimes. 

Well, what could she say? He's a skeleton. No muscle, no anything, just pure bones... and magic.

"How about grabbing some dinner with me first?" Sans added. Frisk nodded her head in agreement. He walked past her but stopped just before the entrance of the alleyway. He gestured his head towards the dark alley to which she followed.