Part 1

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Sans point of view

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How many times have I been here... With this "True Pacifist Ending"? Standing here, just staring at the sun with all the others. I glanced over at Frisk just to see what they were doing. Maybe if I could see them reset I could find a way to stop them. They always reset when we just get to the surface. But they weren't for now so why not enjoy it while I can, even if it will all be ripped away in a few seconds.


Readers point of view

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You stopped singing when people started rushing outside, what the heck was going on? You put the microphone back on its stands for the moment and rushed outside as well. A huge crowd was gathered in the middle of the street and you pushed your way through the dead quite mass of people to see what was going on. When you had gotten to the front you froze to, but you weren't staring at the monsters you were starring at the young child standing in front of the monsters. Frisk. You took a step towards them and kept your eyes locked on your younger sibling.

"Frisk?" your voice came out as a whisper but they still heard you. Both of you ran to each other at the same time and you scooped the younger child up into your arms as tears ran down your face.

"I-I thought you were dead. Don't you ever do that to me again!" you said as they clutched your shirt in a death grip. You sat them down and took one of their hands into yours before wiping away the tears on your face with the other. You turned towards the monsters and stumbled forwards again as Frisk pulled you to them. They frantically started signing to you as you struggled to keep up with all they were saying. But as they finished the people behind you were starting to make noise. Some of fear and some of protest but you ignored them as you smiled.

"Thank you. For taking care of them," you said with a small smile as Frisk clung to your pants leg. A tall goat monster that was wearing. A purple dress stepped forwards.

"You are welcome. Are you Frisk's real parent?" she asked as she leaned down to your height. You shook your head,

"No, I'm their older sibling," you said with a giggle. You froze when you heard a high pitched voice behind you.

"I'm HIS mother! You back up you beast!" you pushed Frisk behind you as you turned to face your mother. Her blond hair was blinding in the bright sunlight. She was wearing the same ten pounds of make-up she was always wearing with a tight flashy crop top and booty shorts. Your dad was standing next to her with his slicked back hair and his fancy business suit. He pushed his glasses up further on his nose.

"(Y/N), Frisk, step away from those freaks and come here." you could feel Frisk hold tighter onto your pants as they shook with fear. 

"No. I won't let you anywhere near them again!" you shouted and held Frisk closer to you. You mother look furious as she let out a string of curse words and you covered Frisk's ears as she did.

"(Y/N). This is your last warning. Bring your brother over here now." your father said and you could hear the anger in his voice. You stood your ground and said back with the same anger,

"I don't have a brother. I have a younger sibling. They are gender neutral." you growled as you took a step towered them. You heard the noise of skin hitting skin before you felt the sting of the skin on your cheek. You mother had hit you again. In front of everyone. You held your cheek as blood ran down your hand from where her nails had dug into your skin.

"HE is a MALE! HE has a gender!" your mother yelled at you. Suddenly the air around you crackled with a magical feeling as your vision went blue for a second. Someone had their arms around your waist as they pulled you to them. You felt strangely safe as this person you didn't know held you. Normally you would try to get away from someone touching you but you found yourself leaning into this person.

"Look buddy. It's plain to see that neither of them wants to be near you right now. I wouldn't blame them if they ever want to be around you! I can see your souls and they don't look pretty. Not only is Frisk scared of you but you hurt my soul mate. And we monsters don't take to kindly to someone hurting our soul mates." the air crackled again with magic as both of your parents backed away in fear. This monster had called you it's 'soul mate'... And you had no idea what that meant. If only you knew what you were getting into my turning around then you might not have.

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