Writer pov.
Asriel Dreemur -who had absorbed Chara's soul- walked past the barrier, tears in his eyes as he held his limp body. Chara hugged him in their shared conscience as he was still present, calming him but not stopping the tears. He walked slowly towards the small village close by, his target being the little garden of flowers in the center. The villagers followed them, blaming the young monster for the death of the human boy.
But you all know this part. Where is the difference? Well, it's this.
I will be evil and finis it here. Nye he- OW, MY THROAT! HOW DOES HE DO IT?!?!
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ACCEPTANCETALE
FanfictionA new AU of my creation that I wanted to share. Wanted: Cover art. All rights belong to Toby Fox.
