Player... No... Dear Player... No...
Hello player,
This is Frisk writing you a message. I have been watching you from beyond the screen. I've seen how you have grown. You were about 12... Maybe 14... When I saw you begin and end this adventure. Now I believe you're 19 or 20. I'll cut to the chase now. After you left I tried and tried and tried to find you. You were one of the only people, other than sans and flowey, Asriel, who knew in fact you were the one controlling it.
I reset... So many times The thing you didn't do... And I found other Frisks and sanses that had... Well... They used to fight more than ACT. And they reset so many times... So many times. I must thank you for keeping us away from the hell I mean.
I'm not entirely sure if this Will reach you from this side. I'm contacting sans to get you and pick you up. We've seen how your life has been going. Your parents were awful and I'm surprised they let you even play this game or did they. Then we lost contact with you after you turned 18 then you got your life somewhat together but you just have the worst luck. We're going to pick you up soon at least bring you here and hopefully you'll have a better time here.
Just stay determined because you can't reset there,
Frisk Dreemur
Ambassador of the monsters.
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A Pacifist Player's Promise
FanfictionThat Player... that one player that stopped after one true pacifist route. The monsters of the Underground live on the surface and the player's vessel, Frisk, lives free now. However, there is still one person that needs saving. After chapter 10 th...
