Soon after the fight with Metteton, Frisk and Chara walked through the core, and into the judgement hall, every kill help Chara become more alive.
Then they met Sans. 1 HP.
1 Defense. " An easy opponent" Chara thought. But Frisk was having trouble attacking. " Kill him" Chara ordered. And he attacked
But he missed.
"He is going to be a problem" Chara thought with a frown. The fight lasted a long while, until Frisk died.
And died
And died
But he finally made it. Sans was sparring him. " Now's yourchance!
End him " Chara demanded . But he refused, and sparred him. " Frisk?!" Chara yelled " Why did you spare him?!" He said nothing. " Do it right next time" she sighed
Fisk made it back to the decision the first time. " Good, Frisk. Now this time, hit FIGHT." Chara said, and Frisk spared.
Then he reset.
" FRISK, WHY DID YOU DO THAT?!" Chara yelled, eyes going black." I- I didn't mean to..." He replied. They had to do genocide again, killing Torial, Papyrus, Undyne, Muffet, and Metteton.
And they made it back to Sans. When the decision came up again, Chara took control and said, " If you want something done, do it yourself," and attacked. He survived, of course, but she chose to continue to attack until Sans was dust.
And she watched him die.
YOU ARE READING
A Charisk story
FanfictionWell, if you ship Charisk, you'll probably like this. Maybe. I don't know. I got this story from a role play, so there's a good chance it won't be stopping soon.
