{Please be aware,this is my own AU. The reader is an experiment of Alphys, and is all human souls caputured until now, and part monster soul. Rest shall be revealed later}
A soul as brittle as glass, of one meant to be a weapon is such a vulnerability, yet no one realizes.
Justice, kindness, perseverance, patience, bravery, integrity, and Ꭰєтєямιиαтισи.
Add part monster and there, you have yourself Ꮯσмρσѕυяє. The ability to switch between each needed trait,depending on a current situation. A gun, a pan, ballet slippers, a knife, book, gloves, and a dagger.
And monster abilities wise- the manipulation of reality.
Someone has a fascination with you-
Always did. They always got their happy ending- but it ended. Another pacifist got bored.
Until, a genocide route and the oldest soul gets activated. The oldest of all.
The first fallen child,
Asriel's best friend,
The soul of old determination.
Y/N was a test subject. That of Alphys.
Sans- He loved Y/N. He loves Y/N. And every time-
Every route-
Every run-
Every try- he got to the same point. A kiss with her.
The same,passionate,mellow,happy,loving kiss.
He knew she loved him in return yet-
Doing anything about it just ended the run,and it killed him to no end.
Think genocide runs are bad?
He thought this was worse.
YOU ARE READING
Compound Souls {Sans X Reader}
Fanfiction{Please be aware,this is my own AU. The reader is an experiment of Alphys, and is all human souls caputured until now, and part monster soul. Rest shall be revealed later} A soul as brittle as glass, of one meant to be a weapon is such a vulnerabili...
