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Fun Level 73: 18 Years and One Month
“Before I leave you alone with my only daughter,” Asgore said straight to Sans. “I want you to understand. She chose you because you were a close friend.”
“Yep.”
“You make her feel safe probably.”
“Yep.”
“So please, make sure that . . . while this needs to happen. It’s obviously . . .” Asgore seemed a little lost in his words.
“I’ll be good.” Sans nodded toward him.
“Good. Afterward, tomorrow, we will have your first prince lesson. You will need many of them,” Asgore warned. “If you are to be king one day, there are at least five hundred years of lessons and training you must learn.”
“Dad?” Frisk knocked at the door. “Um.” She looked toward Sans then back toward her father. “Everyone’s gone.”
“Hm?”
“Everyone’s gone. It’s just you, me and Sans left.” She squeezed the door harder.
“Well,” Sans said as looked toward Asgore. “Guess we can skip that whole rushed committing thing, right?”
“Sans,” Frisk warned him. “Don’t poke fun at this.”
“I’m not. I’m just saying. To become king, he’d have to die,” he explained. “Which means, there’d be a king and queen and no one else . . .” Sans looked around the room, indicating his point. Everyone was gone. Except for King Asgore, him, and Frisk. Gone. The Underground was a ghost town. Everyone disappeared. “We’ll be next soon. Going to wherever everyone else went. Finally find out the mystery.”
He saw Frisk look uncomfortable and headed toward the door. “Maybe it’s good. Maybe it’s bad. There’s no dust, so maybe they are all fine. Living out here Underground by ourselves isn’t a great way to live though.”
“Maybe something drew them across the barrier?” She was trying to sound hopeful, Sans could tell.
“Anyway. Think we shouldn’t worry about this whole prince, princess, or shindigging it.” Sans looked toward Asgore. “You’re not really gonna force us to do that now, are you?”
“Everyone is just gone,” Asgore said, still stunned about it. “Where did my whole kingdom go? Not a month. Not a week. Fifteen minutes.” He looked toward Frisk. “Sans is right. At this point, it makes no mind about heirs. Just more innocent lives that would be lost.”
“Or saved,” Sans said. “Like I said before. No dust. Not good or bad.” He held onto Frisk’s hand. “Come on, Ladykid. Huddling up in this castle isn’t a good way to spend our last minutes or hours Underground. How about a game of pool?”
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Fun Level 5: Damaged
Thing about monsters. Thing about sleeping. Monsters tended to sleep around the same time, probably so that they avoided waking each other up, causing them to be grumpy, and killing each other more often. The wild monsters seemed to have their own way of living among each other.
And after five grueling months, Frisk was making some headway into understanding it. She looked in front of her, as well as far as possible to make sure there was no one stirring right now. There would always be monsters stirring, but usually they were smaller. If they started battling her while others were sleeping, it would usually end up dead with the others interrupting the fight to kill ‘it’.
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Reckoning Tale-An Undertale Fanfiction Novel
Fanfiction(Complete)Eighteen years ago, Frisk left the Underground, but there was another barrier to face before the monsters were freed. When Frisk comes back as an adult though, she must pass tests that 'destroy her human soul' in order to save the monsters...
