It's been a couple days since you've departed for the city. It's been lonely without Charoline. The sand is hard to move through.
RHT: Did they really have to form a city all the way out here?! How boring can they be?!
Your rants are heard by no-one but the vast emptiness surrounding you.
RHT: I'm so bored.
You stop for a moment and sit down.
RHT: What can I do to pass the time?
You think for a while, then it hits you. You summon your blade and start drawing on the sand.
RHT: This is so cool.
You make a lot of doodles. You never realized you had such a talent for drawing until now.
RHT: If only I had someone to draw with me...
Your expression saddens.
RHT: Aha! I have an idea!
You summon your despair clone to draw with you.
RHT: Draw with me!
R̷H̷T̷: Hmm? What's... drawing?
RHT: Ughh... you just know how to fight, don't you?
R̷H̷T̷: Mhm!
RHT: Whatever.
The clone returns back into your blade. You get up and start walking again. The sun has started to set. You gaze your eyes amongst the beautiful night sky.
RHT: Don't worry everyone. You'll soon be free of this.
You sheathe your blade and set your sights towards your destination. It's only so long until you arrive. Your journey is only so far from the end. This feeling... you couldn't describe it back then, but now it's clear... you're filled with the will to save everyone... the feeling of despair.
End of Chapter 84
"Dunes"
[ Rhett has promised herself victory. ]
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SOULTALE | By ShadowNTS
FantasyRhett 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...
