Mafiatale Sans x female reader (Possession)
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  • Time 7h 52m
  • Reads 79,461
  • Votes 2,242
  • Parts 24
  • Time 7h 52m
Complete, First published Dec 24, 2018
Over thousands of years the Underground's hopes of becoming free had slowly disappeared and have gone to alternative motives: Money, sex and power. A human soul these days has become almost priceless with very notorious gang members and it just so happens their luck has just rolled in. Not only a human has strolled into town, but she's been spotted by a well known mafia leader that goes by the name of Sans... and he just can't let a doll like her go.
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6 parts Ongoing

In the midst of Tokyo's bustling streets, you led a life that appeared ordinary, despite your role as a leader in a prominent gang. Yet, beneath the façade of normalcy, you carried the weight of profound loss-your mother, your father, your brother-all taken from you, leaving behind a void that seemed impossible to fill. Determined to shield yourself from further heartache, you resolved to protect the one remaining person you held dear: Frisk. Their presence brought light into your shadowed existence, offering a glimmer of hope amidst the darkness of your past. But fate had other plans. The dissolution of your gang shattered the fragile stability you had built, leaving you adrift in a world that suddenly seemed hostile and unfamiliar. Yet, in the aftermath of this upheaval, you found solace in Frisk's unwavering companionship, their presence a beacon of comfort in a sea of uncertainty. Then, in a cruel twist of fate, you lost Frisk. Cast into the unfathomable depths of the underground, your path collided with Aliza's, a chance encounter marked by the ominous presence of Horror Sans. Emerging from the shadows, his hollow eye sockets bore into your soul, his grin sending shivers down your spine-a chilling reminder of the darkness that lurked within the depths of the unknown. With each loss, the world seemed to grow colder, more indifferent to your struggles. Yet, amidst the despair and desolation, a glimmer of resilience flickered within you, a quiet determination to reclaim what had been taken from you, no matter the cost.