The only way to the top in this world, this world born of war, born of death, the only way of ascension? ...is to become someone you don't want to be. And so I've got to break a promise. Because I've got a job to do. And there's no-one who's going to keep me from it. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ How can something so enticing have such awful side affects? All the itching and the scratching from withdrawl keeps me out of check, I am fixated on all of the things that we were together, but those are fragments that are better off lost forever. (Crystalline- Gumi English)

You were working with Alphys in the lab in Undertale when chaos strikes! In a freak accident, concentrated determination is mixed with an unnamed concoction and blow you through a dimensional rift. When you reawake, you find yourself in what seems to be the beginning of Undertale once again. Upset but not overly surprised, you make your way back to Alphys's lab... Only to find her lab assistant is no longer you! Working with Alphys now is a tall, punkish skeleton with two cracks in his skull and a snarky attitude. As they help you find your way home, will you find more than that? *I DO NOT OWN UNDERTALE OR GASTERTALE!!! I WISH I DID BUT I DO NOT! THIS IS JUST A FANFICTION!!*

Title should explain it all ^^ Yeah....haven't updated in a year and I come up with this baloney....sowwy please forgive me ;-;

This story will contains things such as ABUSE, CAPTIVATION, VIOLENCE, ect. This is the only warning I will give, so if it's not your cup of tea- sorry about that! . . . Death. War. Violence. A world torn apart by two separate races. In a place like that, can peace even exist? Will you fight for your freedom as a human? Or lose yourself in the arms of a monster? . . .

She loved to sing and dance and rhyme. But her happiness was running out of time. She screamed and clawed to anyone at all, Because blood and skin couldn't break her fall. Tears and sobs and screams ran out, And still nobody heard her shout. Humans, monsters, but nobody came. And to everyone else they did the same. She was lucky he was being kind that day, So he didn't take her life today. Smiling and happy, her journey began, To free all monsters was her plan. She wasn't perfect, But it was worth it. She didn't want to be best. But despite everything, she never reset. (Horrortale!Sans X Reader)

Prologue: For 200 years... 200 years he left you there to rot! You finally broke free from that literal hell! All those days! All those nights with him telling you lies about love!? WHAT A JOKE! He just smiled as he told you goodbye and thanks for the memories! Were you just a tool? A piece in game for world domination? How you hated him and yet you were still cursed by your own heart. Damn being a succubus, damn it! As you rotted in the prison of his design your mind boiled with thoughts of hatred and revenge over powering your lust. The day you broke free was the day that you started the plan to destroy Bill Cipher! He will feel the full extent of 200 years worth of PAIN!!! (Authors note) I've decided to try and rewrite this story. Hopefully to make better sense of it, and to see how far my writing skills have changed in these four long years since I posted this story. A lot of things may change hopefully for the better. As usual if you find errors pointing them out to me will be amazing. Any comments on things that need to be improved would also be very helpful. Anyway I hope you sit back and enjoy reading!

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(Adult Lazarus here - I wrote this when I was like 14 years old. Forgive me.) Sometimes life gets to the point where you feel like you're a paper airplane. One minute you're soaring, feeling as if nothing could ever get you down. But then the next thing you know, you're falling slowly and nothing that you can do can possibly help you. You end up falling and crashing into whatever's below you and the heights that you had once reached. Then it starts all over again - becoming a vicious cycle. Someone picks you back up and throws you, making you soar yet again. But then they watch as you fall, not stopping you or saving you from the hard impact you meet with the ground. The process repeats itself over and over and there's no way you can stop it. After all, you're made of paper - you're delicate, fragile. You're thrown, you soar, you fall, you're picked back up, then it happens all over again until you break - becoming bent and broken from your head to your toes. Until you crash so much that you're ruined - then you're thrown away. At those times, you know that you at least have one person who will fix you. He calls you his queen, as any king would whilst in power of the empire you both strive to build together. This person is your home - your empire. - #6 in Quotes [03.12.21] - #2 in Sans [10.21.21] - Undertale does not belong to me. - Artwork/Music does not belong to me. - Also, I apologize for any of the spelling errors. I type quickly and so I do not really realize if I misspell a word or two. Sometimes I do go back and edit out the mistakes with spelling and such.

After your parents were brutally murdered, you escape up Mt. Ebott, a place where people disappear and never come back..........