Echotale - Thought So (G!sansxFrisk)

Demanding

*G's POV*

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Was this regret?

The sick feeling that cradled me like a stranger holding a child, saying that everything would be alright except the smile across his face had other intentions.

How could I have never noticed it before?

Like a forgotten shadow, something no one looked at anymore.

All my regret was buried, gone, deep inside my chest like a grave.

It had always been there, in that small empty corner of my heart, and I knew that.

Except that moment Frisk had told me her love... 

Oh the pain in those eyes...

The pain in those cafe brown eyes...

Her hair, tattered and discarded.

Her clothes, ruined and messy, more then usual which I still had noticed...

Seeing her in my head was already bad enough, yet when I had visited her, to convince her to at least be taken care of...

The sight was enough for me to see. 

The tears that rolled down her gentle cheeks left a hole in my heart, letting out the regret into my mind. The trembling of her figure making my soul shutter at the sight, as if reminding me that all this was my own fault.

As if reminding me that there was no more justice in my heart.

Betraying my soul made me feel weak, made me feel pathetic, and I already knew it started by the moment I agreed to join Asriel.

Why had I agreed to join him?

Only thinking about it made my soul ache worse, and I avoided the thought that tried to demand it's way into my mind.

So demanding.

It was a strong thought, and I could feel it tickle my already jumping nerves with each breath that left me.

When I did think about it, I thought of all the glory, the pride, the power it gave me.

Did I truly want those things?

All my life I truly wanted to end Asriel's existence, I wanted him dead before me with his blood on my hands, his plan gone into ashes like Grillby had and yet-

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And yet I had met Frisk...

What did I want then?

I wanted her dead as well.

With her perfect, good smile.

Her perfect thoughts and actions.

Her little goodie-to-shoe-slut attitude that just drove me insane-!

All I wanted was to have Asriel dead, Frisk dead, and my life to be back at peace.

Yet the sound of glory and respect pounded my skull, the thought of the little goodie-goodie having her perfect determination destroyed sounded so... so...

To me it sounded like a pleasant opening, like something that would be good in the end.

The plan did seem good, after all.

For Asriel, the royal family, Alphys, everyone would be happy, everything would be good.

Except Frisk.