Rhett Murdar, dismissed and driven, now journeys to mend the world's wrongs and compose a symphony of perfect lives-an ode to a harmonious existence where every soul finds its rightful place.
An undertale story. Not affiliated to the already exist...
Papyrus throws a storm of bones towards you. You draw your blade and block the attack. You dash forwards. Papyrus takes out a sharp bone and takes action. You two are swinging left and right. Papyrus summons a bone from behind, almost puncturing you through the back. You manage to dodge in time.
RHT: Was he hiding all this power before? CHAR: Seems like it. I suggest you take him seriously. RHT: I've got to take care of him before that fish cones back and I'm outnumbered.
Papyrus summons multiple bones from the ground underneath. You realize and jump in time to avoid them. Papyrus takes advantage of you being in the air and leaps towards. You try and block his attack but you can only do so much while in the air. Papyrus strikes you back into the ground, creating a crater in the process. You get back onto your feet and throw projectiles at papyrus. He blocks them using his bones. You dash towards him.
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You summon hallucinations of yourself to papyrus. He can't differentiate the real one from the copies. He starts killing them one by one. You take your chance to land a hit but get blown back. His reactions are off the charts. You have to think of another way.
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Papyruses' legs start trembling but he just won't give up. He continues to slay the clones one by one until you're the only one left. He dashes towards you, swinging his sharp bone repeatedly. You manage to push him back and gain some distance. His face goes pale. His expression is dead.
RHT: Why the sudden change? CHAR: Maybe it's your technique? RHT: I doubt that. He's going to do something he regrets doing a lot.
Papyrus aims his weapon at you.
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A crazy number of skeletons start coming out of the ground. They all seem injured in some way.
PRS: This is my power. For every single living creature I've killed, their skeleton is eaten and sucked into the ground by it. I can then summon them whenever I please. If you're wondering how many there are... as of know there are... 348 different skeletons ready to kill you. Make that number 349 since you'll be joining them soon. RHT: (This guy has killed 348 people?!)
The skeletons start sprinting towards you. Each equipped with the weapon they had the moment they left this world. You stand ready. One by one, you crack them down.
RHT: 300 to go.
Using your abilities to the fullest.
RHT: 200 to go.
Slaughtering them with no remorse.
RHT: 100 to go.
You truly are a killing machine.
RHT: One to go.
You dash towards papyrus at full speed. Swinging your blade one last time. It connects. *CRACK*
PRS: *grunt* So this is it, huh. I guess I was truly too weak. I was a fool to think I could defeat you. RHT: Farewell, the great papyrus. *SLASH*
A slash through the chest. A monsters' dust begins to fall. Slowly... it fills the air around you.
