Abused Souls

"* watch your mouth," he snapped, his grin transforming into a sort of snarl.

The girl stepped back, slightly bewildered and frightened by his sudden change of composure.

"* listen, bucko. * down here, things are different. * down here, you could get killed for sayin' shit like that. * so watch it."

She gave a curt nod, watching him turn and start to stalk down the path.

He continued his words, throwing them over his shoulder. "* these people are abused, kid. * tch... abused souls...

* we all are."

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Frisk, a child who ran away from all her torment and abuse, ran to the fated mountain - Mount Ebott - in hopes of never returning. Unfortunately for Frisk, her plans were ruined when she fell into a place as abused as the home she came from.

Is this place better than where she left?

Or did life toss her into a worse situation?

{ Warning! : Strong language, brutal scenes, and suicidal themes! }

{ Cover by none other than me!~ }

Abusivetale (c) raac24 and TehEbilSmol

Started on: April 11, 2018
Ended on: Still Ongoing

{ HIATUS. Projected to try to return soon! }