"Frisk? F-f-frisk, can you hear me?"
The glitchy voice was unfamiliar. Frisk had never heard anyone like that before. It was...strangely motherly, but not like Toriel's voice.
"Frisk, please, it's me, A-a-anti."
Anti? Impossible. Anti hadn't spoken at all since Frisk had arrived there, or at all in general.
They slowly opened their eyes. Sure enough, it was Anti.
"Oh, tha-tha-thank goodness you're alright."
"... A-anti?"
Frisk jumped at the glitch in their own voice. "WHA-"
Anti calmed them with a hand-paw to the shoulder. "I-I-I was afraid this would happen."
"...what's with your v-v-voice? What's with myy voice?"
Anti immediately stopped talking.
"I-I'm sorry."
"N-n-no, it's fine. I was just startled."
"It's not just about me. I'm sorry about you. I should've worked faster. I-"
"W-w-what do you me-mean?"
Anti summoned a mirror.
Frisk froze at their reflection. They were glitched up. Horns stuck out through their hair with a broken halo over top, and a demonlike tail was behind them. They had two broken wings: an angellike wing and a demonlike wing.
"WHA!?"
They cringed away. "Tha-tha-that's not m-me..."
"I'm afraid it is..."
"Wha-wha-what happened to me?"
"It's a long story..."
"Anti. What happened to m-me?"
"...I...."
Frisk waited for the answer.
"...I think this void corrupted you."
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GŁĮTČHËD (CorruptTale)
FanfictionGlitch and Anti-Virus, a.k.a Anti, never asked to be alone. They had no choice. They used to be normal. Their names were Gabriela and Annaston, a.k.a. Gabby and Annie. They were sisters that would play together, and they both worked for Dr. Gaster...
