Above Undertale {Charisk Involved}

Skeleton Hands...

Not a single breath of wind, blows through the pitch black void... Not a living creature, in the deep, dark void... One entity, in the endless abyss... called the void...

The empty sky, looked grim for the man who speaks in his skeleton hands. The ground was desolate, and endless. He could only speak with his hands, for there is no air to carry his own voice; he may even have forgotten his own voice, but will never, forget the voice of his two sons...

With his hands, he could communicate, and you may ask; Who, may this man speak with? None, he can not communicate with anyone, as an entity in the void, he exists, only to exist, and for no other reason. All this man could ever do is observe, and see, the existence world, the world of reality, for this however made the man long for freedom more.

He has a soul, yes, a very broken soul, one shattered beyond dust, but more than atoms. The man was lonely, forever alone in his boundless home of darkness. Not a single sunrise, not a single second ticked by. Nothing ever happened in the void, except the man.

To pose a question, what if something were to happen in the void? The impossibility of it, was remarkable, and improbable at the same time. For the chance of something in the void to happen, other than the man, was so little, it would take a life once taken, to be reborn anew...

"🕈☟✡ ✌💣 ✋ 💧⚐ ☹⚐☠☜☹✡📬📬📬❄☟✋💧 🕈⚐☼☹👎📪 ❄☟✋💧 ☜✠✋💧❄☜☠👍☜📪 ✋💧 💣☜✌☠✋☠☝☹☜💧💧📬📬📬" (why am i so lonely...this world, this existence, is meaningless...) the man spoke with his hands.

"⚐☟📪 ✋ ☹⚐☠☝ ❄⚐ 💧☜☜ ❄☟☜ 💧😐✡ ⚐☠👍☜ 💣⚐☼☜📪 ☜✞☜☠ 💧⚐📬📬📬✌💧 💣🕆👍☟ 💧🕆☠ ✌💧 ❄☟☜☼☜ 🕈⚐🕆☹👎 👌☜ ❄⚐ 💧☜☜📪 🕆☠👎☜☼☝☼⚐🕆☠👎 ❄☟☜☼☜ 🕈⚐🕆☹👎 👌☜ ☠⚐☠☜📬📬📬" (oh, i long to see the sky once more, even so...as much sun as there would be to see, underground there would be none...)

Just then, a spark shone, and nearly fizzled out the moment, it entered the void, yet lingered. Almost like it refused to leave.

"🕈☟✌ 🕈☟✌❄ ✋💧 ❄☟✌❄✍ ❄☟☜☼☜ 👍✌☠ ☠⚐❄ 👌☜ ✌☠✡❄☟✋☠☝ ☟☜☼☜✏✍" (wha what is that? there can not be anything here!?)

The spark shone as bright as a firefly, a four pointed star, the sign, of DETERMINATION. The man inspected the star, it existed on a plane not of his own. He leaned in to the star, gazing at it, it grew translucent, and through the star, what the man could see, was unbelievable.

"❄☟☜ 🕈⚐☼☹👎📪 ❄☟☜ 💧😐✡📪 ☜✞☜☼✡❄☟✋☠☝✏ ☟⚐🕈✍ ❄☟✋💧 ✋💧📬📬📬✋💣🏱⚐💧💧✋👌☹☜📬 ☟⚐🕈☜✞☜☼📪 ❄☟✋💧 💣✌✡👌☜📪 💣✡ ❄✋👍😐☜❄ ☟⚐💣☜📬📬📬" (the world, the sky, everything! how? this is...impossible. however, this maybe, my ticket home...)

The world, contained in the tiny star, shone that of two humans, and monsters. It was located in a laboratory, he could see the monsters, he recognized one as a grown adult from the last time  he had seen her, the girl had always taken an interest in the mans work when he was alive. But always preferred watching human television. The humans, he only recognized from his observations on the existence world, and could tell they would be able to help.

The man now spoke, in the endless void, a call for help, a call for need, a call for hope.

He knew of one possible entrance, one possible chance...