The gift of death

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Long ago, a human fell down, it was the child of heaven.
She was banished because of her powers, the gift of death.
A highly dangerous gift, meant for the devil's avatar.
Yet, it went to a completely pure child, born in heaven.
She knew that she could kill anybody with a simple touch,
but she didn't want to kill, rather she wanted people to live.
So she chose to accept her fate and became exiled.

What makes you a person?
Love? Power? Your will? Your choices? Or your DETERMINATION?
When I chose to leave, I left by my own will, not many people can do that.
Everything changed the day that I left, this is MY story...

(Frisk....   Frisk!     Frisk, WAKE UP!)
I know, I know. Ugh.... my head hurts...
(You just fell 300 miles down, you have more than enough reason.)
Sounds about right.... wait, no it doesn't! How did I survive?!
(I don't know. Maybe..... luck?)
Great, I got saved by my own luck...
...
(...)
... uhm, should I go?
(Would be logical.)
Right... I have no clue where to go...
(*Face palm*... How about towards the HUGE door behind you!?)
Maybe, or I could fascinate these wonderful flowers in all their wonderful wonderfullnes...
( . . . )
. . .
I'm bored.
(Knew it.)
*Frisk starts walking towards the HUGE door*
*When suddenly, a flower appears*
???: Howdy! I'm flowey, Flowey the Flowe-
*Flowey got interrupted by Frisk's foot, which was placed DIRECTLY in Flowey's face.*
Eek! A talking Flower!
Flowey: HEY! Don't stomp on me!
Flowey: Anyway, are you new around here? If so, I could teach you how life works arou-
Nope, I'm not listening to a FREAKING FLOWER!
Flowey: Hey! Come back here! I'm not done talking to you!
Nope! Not listening!

========= A few steps later ==========
(Wasn't that a little bit ru-)
Did you feel it?
(What?)
He had no soul, no being, no life, he was just... just... a husk.
(Does that matter?)
Yes, I can't stand it, he feels more dead than alive.
(...)
Let's go ahead.
(sure.)
It seems that there's only one way to continue, right?
(Yes, unless you can fly back up.)
I can't, even if I'd be able to do that, I wouldn't, and you know why, right?
(But what if you'd hide from them!?)
I would still be a threat to anything that lives, and I don't want to suffer that fate.
(That won't change down he-)
YOU DON'T KNOW THAT!
(. . .)
She said there was a chance. And all I need is a chance, to be determined.
(stop.)
No, I'm not going to stop!
(I meant stop walking!)
Wh- oh.
[The shadows of the Ruins loom over you. It fills you with Determination.]
Woooooow.
...
(...)
...
(aren't you going to explore it?)
It could be a trap...
(the only other way is back to Flowey)
...
Easy choice! Into the ruins we go!
(Do you really hate him that much?)
No, he just reminds me of.... myself.
(...)
Anyway, I can't seem to open the door to the Ruins.
(try pushing instead of pulling)
Yeah right, as if that will wo- <the door flings open>
Crap. *Frisk falls head first into the ground.*
(...)
Don't say it.
*a mysterious person looms over Frisk*
???=well, well, well, what do we have here?

CLIFFHANGER!
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⏰ Last updated: Apr 12, 2017 ⏰

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