By now, even Frisk has forgotten how long they've been resetting for. They've already gone down every path, explored every variable; everything is predictable and measured. But this time, the winds are changing. Things are shifting, and something from deep in the darkest corners of the shadows has grown tired of Frisk's game. ----- This is a work of fanfiction. Undertale ©Toby Fox. ©Emi Lee 2018. All moral rights of the author reserved. Rated Fiction M for mild language, violence, and suicidal themes. Entered into the Wattys 'cause why the hell not.

"*Completed*"I froze the first boy I ever kissed. And I don't mean he got cold feet..." Megan is pretty unhappy when she's forced to move to a tiny, freezing town in Canada. It's going to be totally boring, right? Things heat up when she discovers that she possesses a growing power that's becoming more and more difficult to control. Not only that, but the power has attracted some interesting people. A smouldering young man who claims to be her rescuer, and his icy but attractive enemy. They're both claiming to be the good guy, so who exactly is she supposed to trust? Megan finds herself embroiled in an ancient battle between two kingdoms, slowly discovering an identity she never knew she had. Cover designed by Marie Tilmant