"What in the world is this?" I thought to myself, frustration mounting as I stared at the indecipherable jumble of symbols on the page. Each one meticulously translated, yet they formed no coherent message. I peered down at my notes, hoping for clarity, but was greeted only by nonsensical numbers and letters.
"I tried my best, and this is what greets me?" I muttered, disbelief filled my head
Just then, a thought appeared in my mind that broke through the tension. "Maybe Sans can... no. He's fending those things off." i shove away the thoughts as i called sans over
"Finally finished solving that puzzle, huh?" Sans asked, his gaze fixed on the menacing machines ahead.
"No, I couldn't solve it" I replied, a hint of disappointment in my voice. "We need to find a way out. But how do we bypass them?"
Sans paused, contemplating our dire situation. "I hurled a massive boulder at one, but it shrugged off the impact as if it were nothing. Perhaps collapsing the ceiling could create a distraction," he suggested,
"There's no other choice," I declared, noticing his uncertain tone, steeling myself for what lay ahead.
"Alright," Sans nodded solemnly. With a swift gesture, he conjured a spectral dragon skull that lunged towards the ceiling. Stone and metal shattered under its force, falling debris diverting the machines' attention.
Seizing the opportunity, we sprinted through the chaos as the tomb began to slowly crumble from the tremor. The machines behind us were buried under the onslaught of the falling debris. Each step forward was a gamble towards freedom, our path fraught with uncertainty and danger.
As we finally caught sight of the looming light of the moon, signaling the entrance to the tomb and our possible escape, I slowed my pace. Sans approached from behind, concern etched on his face.
"Why did you-" Sans began to question, his voice trailing off abruptly as we confronted an unexpected abyss that yawned between us and the exit. The dragon skull at his command could easily soar through it if it wasn't for the relentless barrage of debris rained down like lethal projectiles from above.
My heart sank as I realized our nearly achieved escape was now obstructed by this unforeseen obstacle. The urgency to reach safety intensified with the sound of destruction drawing nearer.
"Get on," Sans commanded, summoning the dragon skull once more as he hurriedly ushered me onto its precarious surface. It was uncomfortable to stand on, but there was no time to hesitate.
"The debris is relentless," I muttered, grimly acknowledging the danger even as we clung to our last chance for escape.
"I won't let anything happen to you," Sans said firmly, directing me to crouch low on the dragon skull. Together, we surged through the chaos of clashing metal and crumbling rock, narrowly evading the collapsing gate as it fell behind us.
Despite the adrenaline and urgency, I couldn't help but marvel at Sans' skill. Yet, when I stole a glance at him, the sight was both haunting and sobering. His body bore the brutal marks of our ordeal, his jacket saturated with crimson. His white hair is stained with red, and he knelt on the gritty sand, his light blue sword once a symbol of his strength now a desperate support.
Wasting no time, I guided Sans back to our makeshift camp at the nearby oasis. As he rested inside the tent, I sat by the tranquil lake, its cool waters offering a brief respite from the chaos. Thoughts of our narrow escape and the weight of failure weighed heavily on my mind.
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Another story
Fanfiction"Another Story" follows the journey of a mysterious, wandering entity as they traverse through different worlds. Along the way, they confront echoes of their past, glimpses of their future, and the shadow of an unknown fate. With every world they to...
