UNDERTALE FAN FICTIONS
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MatureComplete Fri, Aug 4, 20177m
YOU DIRTY BROTHER KILLER!!! Th-they killed him... They'll regret their decision... I tried to talk, kill, and make them hurt really bad. But they won't give up. It's their DETERMINATION. But I have DETERMINATION, too!
I've never though about doing this ever... but it feels so good. BUT, IT CAN'T BE WRONG IF IT FEELS RIGHT, right?
Some mysteries can be solved while others are UNsolvable... And with that its my job to finish it...~BEWARE THE MAN WHO SPEAKS IN HANDS...
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