It's been a long, long time since a kid named Frisk fell in the underground.
They were the nicest person that ever fell there, the only one that never backed up with their kindness even when times were tough for them.
They saved the underground many times, resetting the world so they could do it again, and again.
But this time was different, a flower bloomed in their arm.
More and more started growing all over the kid's body everytime they died, and needless to say, that was a lot.
A figure greeted them at the end of the ruins, a tall skeleton with a weird sense of style, who was horrified by the garden that had grown in the kid's skin.
He took care of them during their journey in the underground, trying his best to protect them.
But that didn't help one bit.
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Frisk was dying in Sans arms, the flowers bloomed in almost every inch of their body and were sucking the life out of the child.