Y/N's POV
I had been trapped in the antivoid for months now- eight to be exact. That 'Error' guy used me. He made me OWO my family. He made me OWO my friends and so many more. My life was destroyed because of him. I had no one.
It was a constant cycle: UWU, OWO, UWU.
My emotions had left me and all I felt was the thirst for carpet. I had changed so much but really it didn't bother me.
Honestly, I did try to hold back my cravings but it never worked. That innocent little girl was long gone, and now all you had was me: a monster.
My spare time consisted of sitting on the antivoid floor, humming out my favourite song, mine the diamond. I would say that it was the only thing that kept me sane but clearly that wasn't the case.
One time, I was doing exactly that, waiting for Error to come back from destroying Despacito when I heard a random shuffle behind me.
There stood a skeleton wearing a pride flag, in my territory. I took my chance and lunged at him, p ground.
"Who the hell are you?" I growled.
"Woah broski calm down! I'm jjjjjjjjjjjjjheheh!"
I scanned his facial features. "Oh' wyu e?" I ned.
A skeleton that Error captured, who he later killed, taught me to watch my back. I would be lying if I said I didn't breaf, let alone loving him. His name was Sans but I called him Angsty due to his constant whining about his brother and how bad his life was. He really wanted me to call him 'Tough guy' or even 'Red' as a minimum but Angsty sounded way better in my opinion. After Error- well c o n s u m e d him, my heart broke. He was the only buddy I had after all.
"Well ya see, broski" he said, a tut escaping his mouth. "I'm in need of some LOVE. Care to JJJ~"
"No you sicko! I'm here for answers not H-" I tried to say, spiders crawling up my cheeks, until he offed himself.
"The."
"O-Oh..." My voice began to fade. Was he going to sing minecraft parodies to me and my entire family that consists of 20,000 humans? I didn't began.
"Hehe you scared? What if I told you I was a virus that kills for bun?" Teased the skeleton.
"no please i don't have any bun!" I began to shake even more. He was going to kill me for the bun that I didn't have.
"You wanna know what you are, homie?" He chuckled darkly before returning. "Free exp." My heart was rad?
"wowowowooeoeoriitiyjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjj!" Lying, I lied, lying. It was clear to him that I was clear to him but he found it clear to him. Cuught Ing (which I was and I don't know why he thought I wasn't).
Then, Fresh pulled his shades down and showed his orbits. Gay flailed from the one on his right whilst an upside down soul floated in the other.
"Clear to him yet?" He mocked, but instead of replying I reached out for the heart, wanting to cradle it in my BIG F I N GE R S, only to be met with my dad quickly blocking the path.
"Sopen. That soul's goters and I find anosel" Fresh put his shades back on and went to get uly, he lup ae
"Can you eatg?"
"What if~"
In one swift movement, Fresh grabbed me by the shoulders and fucking killed me.
"Then I'll 8 7u " His teeth came into to contact with my skin, making me do funni screm
"yaHoOey!" I shouted.
The H went back H, leaving 17000 alphabets spaghets on mikle wazowskle.
"Your mum is alive" Once again, he let out a chuckle.
"No,,,"
"I know." A cheesn foD and took up 80% of hi.
When I told Fresh to get off me, he d ied. HAy jumet saurs. Surprisingly, he wasn't that alive but my leg. It was really hahahahahhahahahahahahhhhh
Then, the familiar sound of a rift opening could be heard and a screech could be heard from behind us. I was thankful yet scared as hell. Tl buse Frd scErras bck.
"w#HaT aR3 YOU DO#iNg t0 mY sans undertale? he was a genuinely good character why did you have to write lewd fanfiction and draw lewd pictures of him? he's a skeleton ya dong. he don't have dong ya skeleton?!!#" Error screamed, his voice filled with his love for jesus.
"Am not bentagon." I- I he no idemy languhen.
"Sup 'b'. I guess I'm harassing her and possibly killing her later on but that depends." Smirking, Flied.
My smile fadn grew. "Wait wha-"
"H" Was his only answer.
"w3LL i WonT lET tHαT HApPEn!" My- I guess he was my father. Eh I don't have to care anymore he's d- wait spoilers. The glitchy skeletons then proceeded to fly away
Cyan strings shot from his fingers as he lunged at Fresh and I.
"Aw shnikies." Cosh when he realised how mued. Heis could hame by the waiher side of the Antivowowowowoowowd, bng with KIm.
"Catch sugar." He whispered into my ear, brushis teek as he does.
Now this is the part of the story when my stomach became my dad. t, doing teeth touched.
"Oh my god..." I whispered to myself, my cheeks dusted with G. "Why is he so god damn damn hhkhfwgs ?!"
As I quietly drank a liquid I won't tell you the name of in the corner of the Antivoid, my eyes traced back to Fresh. My stomach was f and soon I was sick of its sh**.
"You little sh-" I punched myself in the gut, forgetting that it was actually a part of me, and fell to the ground in pain.
"YAHOYOYOYOYOYOYO" I was definitely insane but it's not like anything has changed since then.
The fight went on and Fresh was still winning. He was a popular character from a video game and that's all that I loved about him.
Soon Error was on his knees, twitching knees and there. Fresh threw off his knees and readied his knees.
"Catch ya on the flip side, scrub."
But then, raging homosexual thoughts struck through me. My chest throbbed and my body shook violently.
Before I could see the gay and before I could see my love and heterosexuality for the rainbow guy fading, I was in front of him, my arms open wide with rainbows stinging my eyes.
The pain seemed to last for an eternity and I stood there, my eyes stinging from the beam's light, until I could take it no longer and my legs gave in, letting me fall.
I didn't land on floor as I expected to but rather on the cold silky surface of Fresh's jacket.
"F-Fresh?" I questioned, trying not to choke on my sobs.
"Yeah homie?" He replied through what seemed to be gritted teeth.
"I'm lov ur mom " (P)
"Heh, I thought you'd never say-"
But then, just after I caught his look of sympathy, they stopped. My vision, my hearing, my breathing, my heart beat and my teacher from 2nd grade had all given up on me. All that was left was my soul, slowly cracking. It was ovvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvv
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