That one horrible start of the fanfic (Chapters 1-2)

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snaslif


chap1: omg ur snas!!!


oneday u wak up as snas from the under tal! U r lik, omg!!! im snas!!! uwalk of the out side and se the paproos! U r al lik, omg! Is thepapyroos! U say! U r hapy at seing the tol skelly1! U go to the tolskelly, and say hi! Paproos sais hi snas! U ned to poot mor back boonin to ur work!!! u say but pap roos, I lik to b lazy!!! he sais no ucannot laz. Ur bother waks of talking bout hooman! Ur all lik butwate pap I war ned u of the hooman!


chap2: omg hooman!1!


Urush aftr the pap roos, nd see him wit the hooman! Ur al lik no paproos ur gona get hoo rt! Then the hooman rns to him and stab hm, you watch as he slowly turns to dust.


His last message revealed that he still believed in the human.


Youknow that inside, you can't do a single thing as you see the humansnicker with happiness, their gaze set on the pile of dust as they promptly kick it, sending a few of the grey particles into therushing, snowy wind. They smile at the sight, almost as if they werea child eager to play in new fallen snow. Your eyes become wide,unknowingly causing one of the sockets to glow with an unfamiliar blue energy. At least, it was unfamiliar to you.


Thehuman walks off, and you immediately run up to the pile, collapsing.Your bony hands reach down to the dust, trying to catch the red scarfthat had been buried in the dark pile. You catch sobs as you hug theunfamiliar object. Yet... a sadness blossomed forth, along with adark desire. You needed to murder the human. This type of crime couldn't go unpunished.


Howcould someone like them... how could they... how? Papyrus is... was,a great monster. You never knew him personally, but you had grown connected to the character as you played Undertale. Suddenly, yourealized something. You had done a genocide run. You had ended Papyrus's life just as this human had now. You stared helplessly downat the quickly disappearing pile of dust, a few flecks still catchingon the scarf. "How... How could I..." You sat there. You didn'tknow what to do. Then again, it wasn't like you could do anything.You had made Sans feel like this. You couldn't help but allow thetears to flow as you sat in the snow. Mourning.



The end lol

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You raised your head. You couldn't just sit here and feel like garbage. You stood. You had vengeance to inflict. You had

D E T E R M I N A T I O N

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