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Level 65: Magi was here
Frisk stayed in Sans’ room obediently. House maid. She was only ever supposed to be house maid. Not that Sans wasn’t a good monster, he was the best. He swore she would only ever be a house maid though. Why did she have to be more? Did she lead him to believe they should be more?
Amanda seemed a little odd too now. For not knowing each other, it felt like Amanda could read everything about her. The strangest thing though was when it came to her little monsters. She promised she could help watch them when they got older. She jokingly said she’d go to parties and Frisk could babysit for an unforeseen amount of time just to be nice.
She was oh so strange. Yet, so familiar.
Frisk heard the bedroom door open and saw Sans finally come inside.
“Ol’ Sans hasn’t skipped out on being loyal,” Sans said. “Your life is in danger, and I just want to keep you closer ‘til it blows over. Then, back to house maid. Okay? I told them that at registry when I called them today, and as long as . . . . as everything stays kosher, it’ll be fine.” He sat on the bed. “Um. Registry told me something else though. Something I didn’t need to know before since I was only keeping you as a house maid.”
Frisk looked at the bed. “Why are we changing?”
“Just so I can watch you at night. Let’s just say, your little overdetermination soul is real special, and there’s a monster that wants it.”
Her soul wasn’t special, it was a pain. “It’s not red or beautifully radiant. It looks like oozing blood. Who would want that?”
“Someone who wants to brainwash you and make you kill a lot of monsters,” Sans said. “Only your soul can do it. I can’t explain everything to you, my human, it’ll make your mortal head spin. So, I’m gonna simplify it down for you. All the dimensions were copied 100 times. Everything is a thin layer of what it should be. Your soul though, it ain’t, it’s full. About 98 times fuller than it should ever be. You’re like fitting a river inside a glass of water. That’s why your soul leaks.”
Wow. That was bizarre. Frisk didn’t get it, but she understood the gist with the last part. “I’m too full.”
“Yeah. There are other monsters that are just like you now. Full, like they should be,” Sans said. “They are full in the original dimension though, not a copy dimension. They are full where they should be so they don’t have problems.”
“Oh.” Okay.
“Yeah. You are missing just a couple pieces to make you whole now. But uh, really, I’m surprised your still alive, Frisk. Definitely overdetermination to survive in your soul, but you can’t keep doing that. What’s leaking, it’s your soul you can’t hold. When you go back though, you’re going to feel that loss inside of you. I don’t exactly know what that means, but . . . I’ll do my best to make you better. Okay?”
Frisk didn’t really know what to say. “My soul is special, and someone wants to use me as a weapon because of it?”
“Sort of. I don’t think he knows why your special though. See, your almost complete.” Sans patted her hand. “Right now, whenever a part of a copied soul dies, it returns back to where it belongs. The original dimension. The other parts though, they went to you. And if something happens to you, the adorable human in this bed right now? It could be the whole end for you, and I’m not risking that.” He let go of her hand. “Not just to keep the title house maid. So, you just share my room. I won’t do anything else. I have to change that registry though, you know how picky they are. I don’t want to be judged as unfit to keep you.”
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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...
