Blown Through The Rift (Gaster!Sans X Reader)

~Chapter 8~

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When you woke up, the room was too dark to make out anything. You're mind felt hallow and thud lightly like a healing bruise. You threw your legs over whatever it was you were laying on and stood. Using your hands to keep from running into anything, you carefully felt around the room until ran into a door. You could tell by the hallow noise it made when you ran into it.

Your hands searched the wall next to the door, finding a light switch. The lights flickered on and you shielded your eyes. Adjusting quickly, you surveyed the room.

It was relatively small with little in it. A plain twin sized bed was tucked into the corner of the room. A desk sat one the wall opposite wall parallel to the door. A waste basket was under the desk and a simple computer was all that say on the smooth wood of the desk. Folding doors hid away what was most likely a closet and your black bag hung on the door handle.

You checked your pockets and pulled out your phone. Only an hour had passed since you last checked the time. What exactly led up to you passing out slip your memory.

You turned your gaze back the door and giggled the knob. It was locked and you huffed. Looking around the room again, you spotted a new feature. Now that you faced the door, you noticed the guitar hanging next to the light switch.

You took the guitar and felt nostalgic. The last time you'd played a guitar was before you came to the Underground. It was a plain acoustic guitar with pale wood but that was what you liked. Placing the strap over your shoulder, you strummed the guitar. It was officially out of tune. It was abused by time as badly as the sentry station in the waterfalls.

You tune it acutely and strummed again, the sound now heavenly. The guitar held tuning well and had good quality craftsmanship. The fact it was so untuned amazed you.

You plucked a tune and a grin stretched over your face. The tune was familiar. Something Frisk had taught you back home, about a person that made a mistake and did everything to fix it. With Frisk's smiling face filling your mind, you stared the song, your voice ringing in the air like heaven's bell.

"I didn't know what.... I got into."
"Somehow I can't go back even if I really wanted to...
So what more can I do?"
"Here in the end it's just me and you."

"I never wanted to play by all the rules."
"A knife in hand I am playing out the part of the fool."
"So here we go you can judge me throughly."
"It's too late for apologizes."

"Go ahead and just hit me since you're able."
"We know my determination is unstable."
"I'm not even mad because I keep on dying."
"But I don't even know why I trying."
"This is what I want yet it's what I asked for!"
"Curiosity over all my morals."
"I took away our perfect happy ending."
"Resetting the world despite the warnings."
"Right now I'm made-"
"Of 🎶"
"Love 🎶"
"Love 🎶"

I paused, strumming a few measures of rest on the guitar.

"I know who you are."
"You remember who I am."
"We know that once in a timeline we had grown to be good friends."
"But yet I killed your brother-"
"Without giving him a chance."
"And every time you through me down I hope you kill me once again."

"So go ahead and hit me since you're able."
"All the sin I can feel is unbearable."
"If I could only hit you once it would be over."
"But the consequences last forever."

"The flowers are in bloom as the birds will tell-"
"It's a beautiful day to be burning in hell."
"You gave me advice."
"I chose genocide."
"But I know how to make it right..."
"I am made..."
"Of 🎶"
"Love 🎶"
"Love 🎶"
"But I'll give up for you."
"Love 🎶"
"Love 🎶"
"Love 🎶"
"But I'll give up for you."
"Love 🎶"
"Love 🎶"
"Love 🎶"
"But I'll give up for you."
"Love 🎶"
"Love 🎶"
"Love..."