A Soul So Broken

Their Curse

Cory's POV-
It gets worse and worse. I keep needing to scrape the knife against that tree. It may sound fine, but I've needed to do it more often. I use it so I don't lash out at people or monsters. I can't make that mistake again. I'll head to Sans in a minute.

Frisk's POV-
Somethings up with Cory. He is, I don't know, blood thirsty? The cuts in the tree have been increasing rapidly. I need to ask him about it. Something is wrong, though I don't know what. He's been sitting on his bed, staring off into space for a while. I'm gonna check on him.

Cory's POV-
"What do you want, Chara?" "Stop playing dumb, you know what I want. The curse seems to be much stronger than I thought it was. Good. I've gotten sick of you and Frisk." Chara said. "Curse? What curse? What does this concern of me and Frisk?" I said. Chara responded "The curse will make you lose control. You won't be able to control it. It'll consume you, turn you into a blood thirsty killer." I responded "I swear Chara, if you're trying to corrupt me again, your dead!" A quiet voice getting louder said "Cory? Cory?! Snap out of it!"

Frisk's POV-
He finally got out of it. He was mumbling about something. I could only get the words corrupt and your so dead out of his mumbling. He is also sweating a lot and its concerning. He brushed past and mumbled that it was nothing, but I know he's lying. I need to get the truth out of him, somehow.