16: Reset

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im sry if its valentines day today and im updating this long crappy end chapte

forgiv authorchan?

Yeah
Nope

..

you decide

[The Last Corridor | 75:34]

Nothing happened. So much for a cliffhanger.

He won't hear me, huh?

Oh yeah??? Well I'll! I'm gonna!!! I'll be!!!

...

I can't do anything.

Thåt'š rįght, Ÿ\ń...

Huh?! Who are you?!!

...

You're not gonna tell me.

Fine.

"it's a beautiful day outside, birds are singing. flowers are blooming. on days like these, backstabbers like you.."

He paused for a moment, wiping his face with his sleeve.

"S h o u l d  b e  b u r n i n g  i n  h e l l ." He summoned a bone attack, 'it' moved swiftly to avoid the rows and columns of skeletal frame. Next,  four gaster blasters shot in a cross position, switching to a different one several times until two big ones fired a blast so bright it blinded you for a few seconds. But 'it' didn't even blink. It just grinned wickedly at Sans, him being surprised that the attack didn't kill 'it' yet.

"huh, guess that's why people should never use their strongest attacks first."

Then, it spoke.

"That's your strongest attack? Pathetic. You're just a lame excuse for a brother, smiley tra-- Sans."

Chara? No.. No it couldn't be..

"excuse? heh. you're gonna regret saying that once i.."

A bright flash of white light.

The soul cracked in half.

"dunk on ya. heheh." Sans chuckled, the last thing you heard before everything went white.

You were in a room, on a chair. Nothing more, just a chair.

Then you were free-falling back to a yellow, bright star in the room you just died in.

Your save point.

It walked forward again, Sans there again.

"heh. you look frustrated about something. guess i'm pretty good at my job."

"it's a beautiful day outside, birds are-"

Dunked on. Again.

Again, in the white room.

Free falling again.

Then back at my save point.

"heheh. look at your face. oh wait, you cant heheheh." (from underpants lol)

"it's a beautiful day outside. birds are singing, flowers are blooming. on days like these kids like you should be burning in hell." His eyesockets were black, empty.

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