The three powerful humans in control... Frisk- pacifist. Can reset. Chara- genocide. Can reset. Y/n- Neutral, though they haven't ever killed anyone. Can't reset. Y/n falls. Every timeline she has a single goal. Stop the genocide. Even during a Pacifist Route she can't ever relax. She wants to save her friends and stop the resets. She will be the monsters savior ~Disclaimer~ I DID NOT COME UP WITH THIS IDEA. I READ A STORY JUST LIKE THIS AND THE AUTHOR CHOOSE NOT TO FINISH IT SO I ASKED TO CONTINUE IT FOR THEM. THEY DESERVE CREDIT FOR THIS IDEA. FOR THE ORIGINAL STORY AND MANY MORE GOOD STORIES CHECK OUT THE ORIGINAL WRITER • mitsukireads • •Also the title is a little different. I call mine saving them while they called it helping them. I thought saving was better for the story• Started: February 28th, 2017 Completed: March 15th, 2017 This book is so old and like the worst. I might edit/ re write it soon though ^~^

[UNDERTALE AU X READER] Welcome to ChatTale! Here you can communicate with your friends, families, enemies and strangers too! Are you ready to meet new friends? ⚠WARNING⚠ -Undertale Does Not Belong to me -Other Undertale AU's doesn't belong to me either. -Pics are not from me, obviously. -The Story belongs to meh! ^^ ENJOY! ^^

Your younger sister Frisk has come back from the underground! Though, she has brought some intresting friends with her. One of them in particular seems to have taken intrest in you.

"April 13, 20XX Prisoners [Y/N], Frisk and Chara have escaped from their cells. We are currently on the lookout for them, as we do not need anymore investigations. Humanity's population has only started to reform and stabilize after the radiation incident that caused the monsters to escape from Mount Ebbot. Although the three convicts couldn't have gotten far, there's no telling what they'd do, as they have a criminal history, including manslaughter, murder and countless acts of theft. However, it is unclear as to why they leave the policemen unconscious with little to no harm, despite their backgrounds. More details will be recorded as time goes on." I sigh after reading the stolen file. Criminal history? Murder? Manslaughter? We did hurt people, sure, but never killed anybody. The only truth in our records are the various thefts that Chara, Frisk and I committed, but that was about it. I close the folder, then proceeding to toss it away from me. Chara looks at me, her eyes filled with curiosity and concern. "So? How bad is it?" "They kept our crimes brief, but they mentioned that they're gonna look for us," I reply, unable to hide the dismay in my voice. Chara, shrugging it off, looked away. "I hope Frisk gets here soon. After all, he's just stealing some stupid pendant."

How many times have you seen this world, how many resets does it take for you to give up hope? Does anything even matter after all this, does trying do anything? Will the struggle help at all, can I even believe in anyone anymore? The only thing keeping me going now is my resentment.

Ever since you were little, you dreamed of being on stage and dancing to your hearts content. You were determined to get where you wanted. All spot lights on you, people cheering and clapping as your feet swept across the stage. You were so close. 1 day away and you would have all of your dreams come true. Then everything was lost when the plane you was on crashed. You lost all feeling in your legs and lower body. So now, instead of living up to your dream you promised yourself would come true, you watch from a balcony. Instead of dancing like you wanted to, you got the complete opposite. Now all you can do is watch the monsters dance on what was to be your stage. ---- "You can dance. I can cry." "So let's make a tear jerking performance." ----

You have a hard life, but you push through. You've been on the streets for pretty much your whole life. You're around the age of twenty five now. You work three jobs and dance on the streets to help raise money for your kid. Heading home one night, you see a known group of racist terrorizing a skeleton. You saved them of course not expecting this to change your whole life.

Chorophobia, from the Greek word choro meaning "to dance," is an irrational fear of dancing or anything resembling dancing, even of watching others do it. This is not a very good fear to have when everyone you know is a dancer. This is not a very good fear to have when the only way to survive... is to dance. ((I'll try to keep it gender neutral!!))

I dont even know what i'm doing. I just love sans and stuff...... fuck my life what even is this Its a "love" story (ew) including frozen spagetti and bad puns i guess and flowers..... maybe idk

This is actually a concept of what I wanted to do for the Undertale in the first place. I made a bunch of stories about Frisk being a changeling because of the gender issues so I just assumed they were a changeling but that thought is cleared out when I watched some theories about them. So anyways,you are a changeling,and a very rare one too. People often call you either 'Ambrosia' or 'Myxine' for the reason of your shape shifting abilities but some call you 'Miasma' for the diabolical appearance you look. The war between humans and monsters broke out and the monsters were sealed away from a mountain. You are the only monster-human to live at the surface for the humans made an exemption to let you stay but only for doing good things and not the bad stuff. Date Created/Published: 03-13-17 Date Finished: ???