Prologue

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Dust layed in a mass of his own blood. A few of his ribs were broken...he felt like he was dieing. He had failed to kill Chara... This was how it was going to end...

A portal opened up below him... swallowing both him and his blood into its void. Dust landed on what he felt to be snow... his blood turning the snow a crimson color almost instantly. He felt numb. He tried to sit up but couldn't. He looked around. Was this Snowden? He couldn't tell... his vision was too blurry from the amount of blood loss...

Dust was starting to lose consciousness from the amount of blood he was losing... A shadowed figure appeared standing over him. "Hey buddy... you arent looking so good." It said. The last thing Dust saw was the figure reaching for him as it all went black.




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