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Instead of my soul being ripped from my very being, it refused. My mind refused. As long as I has a single drop of hope, I will not let my soul be taken from me.

"What?! GIVE ME YOUR SOUL!" The monster shouted as it repeatedly tugged on my soul. I felt the skin on my arms tear as what held me tightened its grip. The bones in my legs didn't help.

I felt tears roll down my cheeks furiously. I let out a pained cry as my soul was pulled. I stopped and smiled, happy that I was important since this monster needed my hope. I knew I wasn't actually important they just wanted to use me.

"Why are you fighting? Just give him your damn soul, bitch." Sans growled as I felt another bone impale me, hitting my side. I could feel it now. The dampening of my blood running down my side.

Someone hit me, it felt familiar but I ignored and cried. I felt light headed and I whimpered.

"They never liked me, it was all just an act. I should've died, shouldn't I?" I shook in fear and started to lose my last bit of hope.

Instead of getting hit again, someone hugged me. They tried to talk to me, but it came out as muffled words. I shook more as one word stood out that I could hear. "Sister." I cried tears of joy and pain. My vision returned once more and I saw the monster responsible for this chaos. He was a large goat like monster, kind of like Toriel and Asgore. He was attacking and I felt a familiar emotion fill my soul the color changed from (s/c) to a crimson red with small specks of black.

A familiar weight was in my hand and I saw it was a knife, I large one. Chuckling I looked at the monster in RAGE. I rushed at him and slashed repeatedly, trying to end the misery he caused. I caught a glimpse of the others as they stared at me in awe, fear, shock, and one stood out more... Disgust. I grew angrier and slashed faster, but it didn't take any of his hp. Instead, it just showed how much damage I dealt. It said I had dealt 9999889889999989 hp. I dropped to the ground and looked at him, enraged greatly that I did nothing.

"Why are you doing this? They did nothing to you!" My voice sounded a bit different, rougher and deeper with rage.

I stopped and dropped to the ground. My legs burned intensely as my soul returned to (s/c) and the knife disappeared. I took out my soul and viewed it in my hand. It had cracks all over it but it hung on by a thread to not break. I quickly returned it to my chest and sighed. Chara ran to me to check if I was okay. The world blurred and black dotted my vision once more. I refused to give in and shakily pushed her off, trying to get up despite the burning on my legs and the stinging in my abdomen. She let go and started to call out to the monster. It continued to refuse and attacked Chara. Her soul didn't break once and her hp lowered. I didn't listen to them and just heard the dripping of my own blood.

"Heh...heh...heh... I'll never be the same..." My voice was weak and I couldn't speak as loud. Soon Chara won and started talking to a small goat.

The barrier was broken now. Asriel broke it and everyone was freed. I stood there, still bleeding in the shadows. Nightmare had forgotten about me and rushed out to the surface. I limped weakly back to Snowdin, I know I could get a ride from the river person. I headed to them with a dead expression. They let me aboard their boat and asked where I wanted to go. I used an old form of language that I wasn't sure if he understood.

"💧■□⬥♎♓■" He nodded and we were off.

"Tra la la. Beware the man who speaks in hands. Tra la la." He spoke mysteriously but I could care less.

We stopped at Snowdin and I pulled my hood over my head. I made another den in the ground nearby and crawled into it. I didn't care that blood made a trail to where my den was. It started to snow and the snow started to cover the trail up.

Black dotted my vision once more as I passed out...

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